Chords for SANDY DENNY FC Live at the BBC - Sir Patrick Spens

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[G] The king sat in [D] Donfrid _
_ [G] _ drinking of the _ [D]
wine, [G] where [Bm] can I get a good sea captain [A] to sail
this [Am] [Bm] mighty ship of [D] mine?
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[G] Then up there, _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [G] sitting [D] at [G] the king's [D] right knee, [G] Sir [Bm] Patrick Spence [Em] is the very [Bm] best
seaman [A] that ever [G] sailed upon [Am] the sea.
[D] The king has written [G] [C] a broad letter [G] and sealed it up [D] with his own right hand, sending [C] word
unto Sir Patrick [G] to come to him [D] at his call.
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[G] An enemy then this [D] must be, [G] who told a lie _ [D] concerning me, [A] for [B] I was [Em] never a [B] very good
[A] seaman, nor ever do [Bm] intend [A] to [D] be.
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[G] Last night I saw the new [D] new [G] moon, with the old moon [D] _
_ [Em] that [G] is the sign, since we were [Am] born
that means there'll [Em] be a deadly [D] storm.
They had not [C] sailed upon the [G] sea a day a [D] day, but barely three.
A loud voice [C] drifted through the wind, [G] and loud and [D] stormy grew the sea.
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[G] Then up there came [D] a maiden, [G] a common glass all in, [D] _ _
[G] a [B] health to you [Em] my merry [B] young [A] men,
for you'll not [G] see dry [A] land [D] again.
[C] Then the evil men woke [G] _ up, and they [D] heard the _ ship's whistle. _ _
[G] O long _ _ [D] maydy luck, [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [G] for [B] she sees [G] my [Bm] bonny ship [Am] come sailing [D] _ homewards to dry land.
_ Forty miles [C] off _ Aberdeen [G] the waters, [D] fifty fathoms deep, there lies [C] Sir Patrick _ [G] Spence
with the Scots [D] Lords at his [G] feet.
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_ _ _ _ _ [C] The End
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