The Weaver And The Factory Maid Chords by Steeleye Span

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_ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ All in I, _ [F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
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_ _ _ when I was _ _
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_ _ [Gb] _ [G] _ [C] a kid,
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_ [F] _ [Cm] _ [F] _ [C] _ [D] _ _ _
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[Gm] _ _ _ [Em] _ [Dm] _ [C] _ _ [Bb] _
_ [F] _ [C] _ _ [D] _ [E] _ [Dm] _ [C] _
_ [D] _ [F] _ [C] _ _ [Fm] _ [Gm] _ _
[F] _ [C] _ [Dm] _ [C] the hand of [Gm] Weaver, too [C] betrayed,
I fell [D] in love _ [C] with him,
If [F] I could but have [C] been,
I'd [Dm] stand beside her and weep his [C] name.
_ [Dm] [C] The [F] father, too, miserable, [C] said,
How [Dm] could you fancy a [C] maid,
When [F] you could have [C]
gay,
Dressed [F] like unto [C] the Queen,
[F] Of a [C] maid?
[Dm] _
[C] As for [Dm] your fine girls,
[C] I don't care,
If I [D] could but enjoy,
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And she [Dm] and I [Bb] keep our [F] shuffles [C] in place.
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[Bb] _ _ [Cm] _ [F] _ [C] _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _
[G] _ [C] _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ [C] _ _ [Bb] _
_ [Cm] _ [F] _ [C] _ [Dm] _ [C] I [Gm] went to my love's [F] bedroom,
The [C] door went off [Bb] the [F] _ [G] [C] door,
But I [Bb] could not [C] get in,
The [Gm] pleasant bed that my [F] love [C] laid in.
[Dm] [C] How [Gm] can you say it's a pleasant [F] bed,
[C] When the [Bb] night flies by,
[F] _ [D] [C] And the [Bb] fact in [F] love's [C] to be,
Blessed [Gm] is the man that [F] enjoys [C] seeing?
[F] [C] Oh, [Gm] pleasant thoughts come [F] to my [C] mind,
As [Bb] I turn to [F] the [G] sheets of [C] pine,
And [Bb] I see not two [C] breast-pens,
Though like [Gm] two white hills,
All covered [F] with [C] snow.
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[C] _ [Bb] And _ [F] _ [C] _ _ [Bb] _
[C] _ [G] _ [C] _ _ [Bb] _ [F] _ [C] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ [C] _ _ [G] _ [C]
[D] in the cross [Bb]-bed,
Can the fair stone [C]-crossed clack,
A thin shuffle flies forward,
And then flies back.
Can we bless all them,
That is like you, the whack?
Such a wearisome [D] trade,
Is it [C] a fever?
_ [D] _ [Ab] The young [Gm] is the maiden,
To the [C] love of tenor,
So few yens of a work,
But they all make quite fuss.
Can we bless [F] labourers,
On our [C] part?
Such a wearisome trade,
[Bb] Is it a [F] fever?
[C] _ _ [G] [C] Where [Bb] are the girls,
I [C] will [F] tell you,
The [C] plain of the [Bb] girls,
And the girls [F] who [G] need to [C] steam?
[Bb] And if you can't,
[Am] _ [C] I'm [Bb] to rush to the mill,
[C] In the [F] early morn.
_ [C] _ _ Oh, when I'm [Cm] a tailor,
[G] I _ [Eb]
eat my [G] _ in [C]-chins. _
_ _ When I [G] want, _ _
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[F] _ _ _ _ _ My _
[N] tempers are loose, _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Ab] And the _ _ _ _
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