Clyde Water Chords by Nic Jones

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_ Willie sits in his stable door and he's combing his cold black steed.
He's doubting on Fair Margaret's love and his heart began to bleed.
Give corn unto my horse mother and meat to my man John.
And I'll await a Fair Margaret's plough before the night comes on.
Oh stay at home with me dear Willie, oh stay at home with me.
Or in the deepest part of Clyde water then you shall drown it be.
Oh the good steed that I ride upon costs me thrice thirty pounds.
I'll put trust [Eb] in his swift feet [Bb] to take me safe and sound.
He's ridden o'er high, high hill and down yon dow'y den.
And the rushing in Clyde water would have feared five hundred men.
Oh roaring Clyde you roar so loud your streams are wonderous strong.
Make me wreck as I come back and spare me as I'm going. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Oh and when he's got to Margaret's bower he's turled low on the pin.
Then rise up me good Margaret, rise up and let me in.
Who is this at me bower door calling me Margaret's name?
Oh it's only your first love little William this night coming to her home.
Open [Eb] up me castle [Bb] gates, open and let me in.
My boots are there full of the [F] Clyde [Bb] water and I'm frozen to the skin.
Oh me barns are full of corn with a lean, the stables full of hay.
And me bowers are full of gentlemen they'll not remove till day.
Then it's fare thee well to me Margaret, it's fare thee well and adieu.
For I want my mother's own cursing coming this night to you.
So he's ridden o'er high, high hill and down yon dow'y den.
And the rushing in the Clyde water took the willies cane from him.
He's leaned him over his saddle bow to catch his cane again.
And the rushing in the Clyde water took the willies hat from him.
He's leaned him over his saddle bow to catch his hat by force.
And the rushing in the Clyde water took the willy from his horse.
And the very hour that young man sank into the pot so deep.
Then up and woke this me Margaret out from her drowsy sleep.
Come here, come [F] here me mother [Bb] dear and read me dreary dream.
Oh I dream me lover was at our gates and nobody let him in.
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_ _ _ Oh lie down, lie down good Margaret, lie down and take your rest.
For since ye lover was at our gates it's but two quarters past.
Then nimbly, nimbly rose she up and went down to the river's brim.
And the louder that this lady cried the louder grew the wind.
And the very first step that she went in she's waded to her feet.
And oh and alas this lady says the water's wondrous deep.
And the very next step that she went in she's waded to her knee.
Says she would wade farther in if I me true lover could see.
And the very last step that she went in she's waded to her chin.
In the deepest part of Clyde water she found sweet William in.
Oh you have had a cruel mother willy and I have had another.
And now we'll sleep in Clyde water like sister and like brother. _ _ _ _
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