Chords for Martin Carthy - Salisbury Plain (montage)
Tempo:
89.6 bpm
Chords used:
G
Ab
F
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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As I walked over Salisbury Plain, it was there I [G] met a scamping young blade.
He kissed me and enticed me so, till along with him I was forced for to go.
We came into a public [N] house at last, and there for man and wife we did pass.
[G] [N] He called for strong ale of wine and beer, till at length we both to bed did repair.
[G]
Undress yourself my darling, says he.
Undress yourself [Ab] and come to [G] bed with me.
Oh yes, that [F] I will then, says she, if [G] you'll keep all of those flash girls away.
Oh them flash girls you need not fear, for you'll be safe guarded my dear.
I'll maintain you as some lady so gay, for I'll go a-robin on the [Eb] King's Highway.
[G] So it early next morning my true lover rose, and so nimbly he put on his clothes.
Straight to the highway he set sail, and was there he robbed the conches of the mail.
Oh now my love in Newgate jail do lie, expecting every moment for to die.
The Lord have mercy on his poor soul, for I think I hear the death bell for to toll.
He kissed me and enticed me so, till along with him I was forced for to go.
We came into a public [N] house at last, and there for man and wife we did pass.
[G] [N] He called for strong ale of wine and beer, till at length we both to bed did repair.
[G]
Undress yourself my darling, says he.
Undress yourself [Ab] and come to [G] bed with me.
Oh yes, that [F] I will then, says she, if [G] you'll keep all of those flash girls away.
Oh them flash girls you need not fear, for you'll be safe guarded my dear.
I'll maintain you as some lady so gay, for I'll go a-robin on the [Eb] King's Highway.
[G] So it early next morning my true lover rose, and so nimbly he put on his clothes.
Straight to the highway he set sail, and was there he robbed the conches of the mail.
Oh now my love in Newgate jail do lie, expecting every moment for to die.
The Lord have mercy on his poor soul, for I think I hear the death bell for to toll.
Key:
G
Ab
F
Eb
G
Ab
F
Eb
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As I walked over Salisbury _ Plain, _ _ it was there I [G] met a scamping young blade.
_ _ _ He kissed me and enticed me so, till along with him I was forced for to go. _ _ _ _
We came into a public [N] house at _ last, _ and there for man and wife we did pass.
[G] _ _ _ [N] He called for strong ale of wine and beer, till at length we both to bed did repair.
[G] _ _ _
_ _ _ Undress yourself my darling, says he.
_ _ _ _ Undress yourself [Ab] and come to [G] bed with _ me. _
Oh yes, that [F] I will then, says she, if [G] you'll keep all of those flash girls away.
_ _ _ _ Oh them flash girls you need not _ fear, _ _ for you'll be safe guarded my dear.
_ _ I'll maintain you as some lady so gay, for I'll go a-robin on the [Eb] King's Highway.
[G] _ _ So _ _ _ it early next morning my true lover _ rose, _ and so nimbly he put on his _ clothes.
_ _ Straight to the highway he set sail, and was there he robbed the conches of the mail. _
Oh _ _ now my love in Newgate jail do lie, _ _ _ expecting every moment for to die. _
The Lord have mercy on his poor soul, for I think I hear the death bell for to toll. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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As I walked over Salisbury _ Plain, _ _ it was there I [G] met a scamping young blade.
_ _ _ He kissed me and enticed me so, till along with him I was forced for to go. _ _ _ _
We came into a public [N] house at _ last, _ and there for man and wife we did pass.
[G] _ _ _ [N] He called for strong ale of wine and beer, till at length we both to bed did repair.
[G] _ _ _
_ _ _ Undress yourself my darling, says he.
_ _ _ _ Undress yourself [Ab] and come to [G] bed with _ me. _
Oh yes, that [F] I will then, says she, if [G] you'll keep all of those flash girls away.
_ _ _ _ Oh them flash girls you need not _ fear, _ _ for you'll be safe guarded my dear.
_ _ I'll maintain you as some lady so gay, for I'll go a-robin on the [Eb] King's Highway.
[G] _ _ So _ _ _ it early next morning my true lover _ rose, _ and so nimbly he put on his _ clothes.
_ _ Straight to the highway he set sail, and was there he robbed the conches of the mail. _
Oh _ _ now my love in Newgate jail do lie, _ _ _ expecting every moment for to die. _
The Lord have mercy on his poor soul, for I think I hear the death bell for to toll. _ _ _ _ _ _ _