Chords for Month Of January
Tempo:
128.85 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G]
[D] [G]
It was in the month of January, all in the frost and snow,
When through the hills and valleys, [D] my true [G] love she [D] did go.
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It was [G] there I spied a pretty young girl, with a salt tear in [D] her [C] eye.
[G] She held a baby in her arms, and bitterly [D] she did cry.
[G] Then cruel was my father, who barred the door on me.
[C] And cruel [G]
was my mother, a dreadful crime [C] to see.
[G] Cruel was my own true love, who changed his love for [C] gold.
And cruel were the wintery winds, that [D] pierced my heart with gold.
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[C] [D]
For the taller that a pine tree grows, the sweeter is the bar.
And the fairer that [Gm] a young man speaks, the falser is [C] his heart.
For they'll kiss you [G] and caress [Gm] you, till they think they have you [C] won.
Then [G] they'll go away and [C] leave you, all [D] for some [G] other one.
So come all you pretty, fair young maids, a [D]-warning [Gm] take by me.
And [C] never [D] try [D] and build your [G] nest on the top of any [C] tall tree.
For the green [G] leaves there [Gm] will wither, [G] and the roots there will decay.
[C] [G] And the blushes of a false young man [D] will soon all [G] fade away.
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[D] [G]
It was in the month of January, all in the frost and snow,
When through the hills and valleys, [D] my true [G] love she [D] did go.
[C]
It was [G] there I spied a pretty young girl, with a salt tear in [D] her [C] eye.
[G] She held a baby in her arms, and bitterly [D] she did cry.
[G] Then cruel was my father, who barred the door on me.
[C] And cruel [G]
was my mother, a dreadful crime [C] to see.
[G] Cruel was my own true love, who changed his love for [C] gold.
And cruel were the wintery winds, that [D] pierced my heart with gold.
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For the taller that a pine tree grows, the sweeter is the bar.
And the fairer that [Gm] a young man speaks, the falser is [C] his heart.
For they'll kiss you [G] and caress [Gm] you, till they think they have you [C] won.
Then [G] they'll go away and [C] leave you, all [D] for some [G] other one.
So come all you pretty, fair young maids, a [D]-warning [Gm] take by me.
And [C] never [D] try [D] and build your [G] nest on the top of any [C] tall tree.
For the green [G] leaves there [Gm] will wither, [G] and the roots there will decay.
[C] [G] And the blushes of a false young man [D] will soon all [G] fade away.
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It was in the month of _ January, _ all in the frost and snow, _
_ When through the hills and _ valleys, _ [D] my true [G] love she [D] did go.
[C] _ _
It was [G] there I spied a pretty young girl, with a salt tear in [D] her [C] eye. _
_ [G] She held a baby _ in her arms, and _ bitterly [D] she did _ cry. _
[G] _ Then cruel _ _ was my _ father, _ who barred the door on _ me. _
_ [C] And cruel [G] _ _
was my _ mother, _ a _ dreadful crime [C] to _ see. _
_ _ _ [G] Cruel was my own true love, who changed his love for _ [C] gold. _
And cruel were the _ wintery winds, that [D] pierced my heart with gold. _ _
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For the taller _ that a pine tree _ grows, the sweeter _ is the _ bar. _
And the _ fairer that [Gm] a young man speaks, the _ falser is [C] his _ heart.
For they'll kiss you [G] and _ caress [Gm] you, till they think they have you [C] won. _ _
Then [G] they'll go away and _ [C] leave you, all [D] for some [G] other one. _ _ _
So come all you pretty, _ _ fair young maids, a [D]-warning [Gm] take by _ me.
_ And _ [C] never [D] try [D] and build your [G] nest on the top of any [C] tall tree.
_ _ For the green [G] leaves there [Gm] will _ _ wither, [G] and the roots there will decay.
_ [C] _ _ [G] And the _ blushes of a false young man [D] will soon all [G] fade away.
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It was in the month of _ January, _ all in the frost and snow, _
_ When through the hills and _ valleys, _ [D] my true [G] love she [D] did go.
[C] _ _
It was [G] there I spied a pretty young girl, with a salt tear in [D] her [C] eye. _
_ [G] She held a baby _ in her arms, and _ bitterly [D] she did _ cry. _
[G] _ Then cruel _ _ was my _ father, _ who barred the door on _ me. _
_ [C] And cruel [G] _ _
was my _ mother, _ a _ dreadful crime [C] to _ see. _
_ _ _ [G] Cruel was my own true love, who changed his love for _ [C] gold. _
And cruel were the _ wintery winds, that [D] pierced my heart with gold. _ _
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For the taller _ that a pine tree _ grows, the sweeter _ is the _ bar. _
And the _ fairer that [Gm] a young man speaks, the _ falser is [C] his _ heart.
For they'll kiss you [G] and _ caress [Gm] you, till they think they have you [C] won. _ _
Then [G] they'll go away and _ [C] leave you, all [D] for some [G] other one. _ _ _
So come all you pretty, _ _ fair young maids, a [D]-warning [Gm] take by _ me.
_ And _ [C] never [D] try [D] and build your [G] nest on the top of any [C] tall tree.
_ _ For the green [G] leaves there [Gm] will _ _ wither, [G] and the roots there will decay.
_ [C] _ _ [G] And the _ blushes of a false young man [D] will soon all [G] fade away.
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