Chords for Shirley Collins - Cruel Lincoln (Official Audio)

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_ Said [C#] the Lord to his [B]
lady, [C#] I'm [F#] now going [C#] out, Be [F#] aware of [C#] cruel Lincoln, [F#m] who lives by the gate.
_ [C#] What care I [F#] for [C#] Lincoln, [F#] or any of [C#] his kin, [F#] My doors are [C#] all bolted, [F#m] and the windows are [D#m] pinned.
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As soon as [F#] her lord had got out [C#] of sight, [F#] Cruel Lincoln [C#] crept in, in [F#m] the middle [C#m] of [G#] the night.
Got [C#] impinged, my sweet baby, [F#] which caused him [C#] to cry, While the [F#] nurse sat [C#] her singing, a [F#] hushed _
[F] [F#] lullaby.
_ _ [C#] O nurse cried the lady, [F#] how sound you do [C#]
sleep, [F#] Whilst my [C#] little baby [F#m] most [C#] bitterly [G#] do weep.
[C#] O lady, dear lady, come [F#] and take it on your [C#] lap, [F#] For I cannot [C#]
quiet it [F#m] with milk [C#] or [C] with pap.
[C#] The lady came down, not [F#] thinking any [C#] harm, [F#] Cruel Lincoln stood [C#] awaiting, for [F#m] to catch her [F#] in his arms.
[C#] O Lincoln, cruel Lincoln, spare [F#] me life for [C#] one hour, And you shall [F#] have my [C#] daughter Betsy, who is my [F#] heart's flower.
_ _ Go [C#] and fetch your daughter Betsy, she will [F#] do very [C#] well, To [F#] hold up this silver [C#]
basin, for [F#] to catch her [F] mother's [B] blood.
[C#] There was blood in the kitchen, there was [F#] blood in [C#] the hall, There was [F#] blood in [C#] the parlour, where [F#m] the lady [A]
[D#m] did fall.
_ [C#] As soon as the Lord [F#] had heard what [C#] was done, Bitter [F#] tears [C#] from his eyes so freely [D#m] did flow, _
[C#] Saying the nurse shall be burned in the [F#] fire [C#] close by, Cruel [F#] Lincoln [C#] shall be hanged on [F#m] the [C#] gallows so [F#] high.
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