June Tabor & Oysterband - Bonny Bunch of Roses Chords
Tempo:
126.1 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
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By the margin of the ocean, [C] one pleasant evening in the month of June.
[E] A charming singing blackbird, [C] these cheerful notes did sweetly tune.
It was there I spied [E] a woman, [C] all of a pirate by a [E] grieving woman.
[C] Conversing with [G] young Bonaparte, [A] concerning the funny [E] bunch of roses.
An up-spoke young Napoleon, [C] as he took hold of his mother's hand.
[E] Saying, Mother dear, be patient, [C] for soon it's I will take a part.
I will raise a [E] terrible army, [C] and through tremendous [E] dangers go.
[C] And in spite of all [G] the universe, [A] I'll conquer the funny bunch of [E] roses.
When at first you saw a grateful Bonaparte, you [C] fell down on your bended knee.
You [E] begged your father's life of him, [C] and he granted it right man for him.
And there he took [E] an army, [C] and all the frozen house [E] did go.
[C] He said, I'll [G] conquer Moscow, [Am] and come back for the funny [Em] bunch of roses.
He
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took five hundred thousand men, [C] kings like wise to join his brawl.
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[E] He was so well provided for, [C] enough to sweep the world apart.
But when he came [E] to Moscow, [C] he was all a pirate by a [E] grieving soul.
[C] And Moscow [G] was ablazing, [A] and he lost the funny [E] bunch of roses so.
So son, don't speak so venturesome, [C] for England she has a heart of gold.
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[C] [E] And England, Ireland, Scotland, [C] their unity has never been thrown.
And now, think [E] on your father, [C] and Saint Helena, his body lies long.
And you make [G] Bonaparte, [Am] so beware of the funny [E] bunch of roses so.
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[Em] [E]
By the margin of the ocean, [C] one pleasant evening in the month of June.
[E] A charming singing blackbird, [C] these cheerful notes did sweetly tune.
It was there I spied [E] a woman, [C] all of a pirate by a [E] grieving woman.
[C] Conversing with [G] young Bonaparte, [A] concerning the funny [E] bunch of roses.
An up-spoke young Napoleon, [C] as he took hold of his mother's hand.
[E] Saying, Mother dear, be patient, [C] for soon it's I will take a part.
I will raise a [E] terrible army, [C] and through tremendous [E] dangers go.
[C] And in spite of all [G] the universe, [A] I'll conquer the funny bunch of [E] roses.
When at first you saw a grateful Bonaparte, you [C] fell down on your bended knee.
You [E] begged your father's life of him, [C] and he granted it right man for him.
And there he took [E] an army, [C] and all the frozen house [E] did go.
[C] He said, I'll [G] conquer Moscow, [Am] and come back for the funny [Em] bunch of roses.
He
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took five hundred thousand men, [C] kings like wise to join his brawl.
[Am]
[E] He was so well provided for, [C] enough to sweep the world apart.
But when he came [E] to Moscow, [C] he was all a pirate by a [E] grieving soul.
[C] And Moscow [G] was ablazing, [A] and he lost the funny [E] bunch of roses so.
So son, don't speak so venturesome, [C] for England she has a heart of gold.
[Am]
[C] [E] And England, Ireland, Scotland, [C] their unity has never been thrown.
And now, think [E] on your father, [C] and Saint Helena, his body lies long.
And you make [G] Bonaparte, [Am] so beware of the funny [E] bunch of roses so.
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_ _ _ _ By the margin of the ocean, _ [C] one pleasant evening in the month of June. _ _ _
[E] A charming singing _ blackbird, [C] these cheerful notes did sweetly tune.
_ _ _ It was there I spied [E] a woman, [C] all of a pirate by a [E] grieving _ woman. _
_ _ _ [C] _ Conversing with [G] young Bonaparte, _ [A] _ concerning the funny [E] bunch of roses. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ An up-spoke young _ Napoleon, [C] as he took hold of his mother's hand.
_ _ _ [E] Saying, Mother dear, be patient, [C] for soon it's I will take a part. _
I will raise a [E] terrible army, _ [C] and through tremendous _ [E] dangers go. _ _ _ _ _
[C] And in spite of all [G] the universe, [A] I'll conquer the funny bunch of [E] roses.
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When at first you saw a grateful Bonaparte, you [C] fell down on your bended knee.
You _ [E] _ _ begged your father's life of him, _ [C] and he granted it right man for _ him. _
And there he took [E] an army, [C] and all the frozen house [E] did go.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] He said, I'll [G] conquer Moscow, [Am] and come back for the funny [Em] bunch of roses. _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ took five hundred thousand men, [C] kings like wise to join his brawl.
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[E] He was so well provided for, _ [C] enough to sweep the world apart.
_ _ _ But when he came [E] to Moscow, [C] he was all a pirate by a [E] grieving soul. _ _
_ _ [C] And Moscow [G] was ablazing, [A] and he lost the funny [E] bunch of roses so. _ _ _ _
_ _ So son, don't speak so venturesome, [C] for England she has a heart of gold.
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[C] _ [E] And England, Ireland, Scotland, _ [C] their unity has never been thrown.
_ _ _ _ And now, think [E] on your father, [C] and Saint Helena, his body lies _ _ _ long.
_ And you make [G] _ Bonaparte, [Am] so beware of the funny [E] bunch of roses so. _ _
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_ _ _ _ By the margin of the ocean, _ [C] one pleasant evening in the month of June. _ _ _
[E] A charming singing _ blackbird, [C] these cheerful notes did sweetly tune.
_ _ _ It was there I spied [E] a woman, [C] all of a pirate by a [E] grieving _ woman. _
_ _ _ [C] _ Conversing with [G] young Bonaparte, _ [A] _ concerning the funny [E] bunch of roses. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ An up-spoke young _ Napoleon, [C] as he took hold of his mother's hand.
_ _ _ [E] Saying, Mother dear, be patient, [C] for soon it's I will take a part. _
I will raise a [E] terrible army, _ [C] and through tremendous _ [E] dangers go. _ _ _ _ _
[C] And in spite of all [G] the universe, [A] I'll conquer the funny bunch of [E] roses.
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When at first you saw a grateful Bonaparte, you [C] fell down on your bended knee.
You _ [E] _ _ begged your father's life of him, _ [C] and he granted it right man for _ him. _
And there he took [E] an army, [C] and all the frozen house [E] did go.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] He said, I'll [G] conquer Moscow, [Am] and come back for the funny [Em] bunch of roses. _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ took five hundred thousand men, [C] kings like wise to join his brawl.
_ [Am] _
[E] He was so well provided for, _ [C] enough to sweep the world apart.
_ _ _ But when he came [E] to Moscow, [C] he was all a pirate by a [E] grieving soul. _ _
_ _ [C] And Moscow [G] was ablazing, [A] and he lost the funny [E] bunch of roses so. _ _ _ _
_ _ So son, don't speak so venturesome, [C] for England she has a heart of gold.
_ [Am] _ _ _
[C] _ [E] And England, Ireland, Scotland, _ [C] their unity has never been thrown.
_ _ _ _ And now, think [E] on your father, [C] and Saint Helena, his body lies _ _ _ long.
_ And you make [G] _ Bonaparte, [Am] so beware of the funny [E] bunch of roses so. _ _
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