Chords for Tannahill Weavers - Are Ye Sleeping Maggie - Cam Ye By Atholl.wmv

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_ Come ye by at the lot with the pall-bagged
and [Bm] the tumble-locked, fine-souled _ galley.
Saw ye the lots with the _ [D] bonnets and white kakads.
_ Lymph in a mountain's depth for [B] Logan's chair.
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_ _ _ I ha' but one son-garden, young Donald,
_ but I [Bm] tend [D] a wood for the land.
And God be help, [Bm] I'm a _ Donald and [D] come and find Ronald.
_ These [Bm] are the men [D] that would die for [B] Brent's _ [D] chair.
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Style goes the law, heel and dial, bend and new to them.
Though [Bm] the _ [D] morning's dark, though he of _ Galilee,
_ brave [Bm] Macintosh, he will fly [D] the fields with them.
These [G] are the men [D] that would trust with [Bm] my _ [D] _ chair. _ _ _
_ Turn through the low _ landstones, the way to more. _
Donald, [Bm] through [D] heel and man, turn with them _ rarely.
_ Ronald, [Bm] Donald, _ [D] ride on with a broad claim on.
How [G] the necks [D] of the foes of [B] my chair.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Follow [Bm] ye, follow [D] ye, forward now, follow ye.
Blind, they [Bm] _ [D] elude the sound, trusted us _ fairly. _
Chadley, [Bm] oh, _ Chadley, walk [D] forward now, follow ye.
_ Tender heel and hats, for me Brent's [Bm] chair. _
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