Chords for The Corries --- Loch Tay Boat Song
Tempo:
83.55 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Ab
Cm
Bb
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
And it comes from Loch Tay, most of you probably know Loch Tay.
And this concerns a boatman on Loch Tay, a ferryman that used to ferry sails, which just
used to be rowed with the oars.
And this lad has fallen in love with a girl, but unfortunately she doesn't fall in love with him.
And he's [Em] rowing across the loch, thinking [Ab] about it.
[Eb]
[Ab]
[Eb]
[Ab] [Eb]
[F] [Eb]
[Eb]
When I've done my work of day, and I row my boat away,
[Ab] Down the waters [Eb] o' Loch Tay, as the evening light [Cm] is fading,
[Bb] [Eb] And I look upon Ben Loyers, where the afterglory glows,
And I [Cm] think on two [Eb] bright eyes, and a melting hour's bell.
[Cm] She's my [Eb] beauteous neon roof, my joy and sorrow too,
And although she is untrue, well, I cannot live without her,
On my heart's a boat in tow, and I'd give the world to know,
Why she means to let me go, as I sing her re-arrow.
Neon roof, your lovely hair, has more glamour, I declare,
Than all the tresses rare, twinkly, lean, and ever-feldy.
Be they lent, white, brown, or gold, be they blacker than the soul,
They are no more worth to me, than the melting flake of snow.
Her eyes are like the gleam, [Cm] or the sunlight [Eb] on the stream,
And the songs the fairies sing, seem like songs she sings at milking.
[Bb] [Eb] But my heart is full of woe, for last night she bade me go,
And the tears begin to flow, as I sing her re-arrow.
[N]
And this concerns a boatman on Loch Tay, a ferryman that used to ferry sails, which just
used to be rowed with the oars.
And this lad has fallen in love with a girl, but unfortunately she doesn't fall in love with him.
And he's [Em] rowing across the loch, thinking [Ab] about it.
[Eb]
[Ab]
[Eb]
[Ab] [Eb]
[F] [Eb]
[Eb]
When I've done my work of day, and I row my boat away,
[Ab] Down the waters [Eb] o' Loch Tay, as the evening light [Cm] is fading,
[Bb] [Eb] And I look upon Ben Loyers, where the afterglory glows,
And I [Cm] think on two [Eb] bright eyes, and a melting hour's bell.
[Cm] She's my [Eb] beauteous neon roof, my joy and sorrow too,
And although she is untrue, well, I cannot live without her,
On my heart's a boat in tow, and I'd give the world to know,
Why she means to let me go, as I sing her re-arrow.
Neon roof, your lovely hair, has more glamour, I declare,
Than all the tresses rare, twinkly, lean, and ever-feldy.
Be they lent, white, brown, or gold, be they blacker than the soul,
They are no more worth to me, than the melting flake of snow.
Her eyes are like the gleam, [Cm] or the sunlight [Eb] on the stream,
And the songs the fairies sing, seem like songs she sings at milking.
[Bb] [Eb] But my heart is full of woe, for last night she bade me go,
And the tears begin to flow, as I sing her re-arrow.
[N]
Key:
Eb
Ab
Cm
Bb
Em
Eb
Ab
Cm
And it comes from Loch Tay, most of you probably know Loch Tay.
And this concerns a boatman on Loch Tay, a ferryman that used to ferry sails, which just
used to be rowed with the oars.
_ And this lad has fallen in love with a girl, but unfortunately she doesn't fall in love with him.
_ And he's [Em] rowing across the loch, thinking [Ab] about it.
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[Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
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When I've done my work of day, _ and I row my boat away,
[Ab] Down the waters [Eb] o' Loch Tay, as the evening light [Cm] is fading,
[Bb] _ [Eb] And I look upon Ben Loyers, where the _ afterglory glows,
And I [Cm] think on two [Eb] bright eyes, and a melting hour's bell.
_ [Cm] She's my [Eb] beauteous neon roof, my joy and sorrow too,
_ _ And although she is untrue, well, I cannot live without her,
On my heart's a boat in tow, and I'd give the world to know, _
Why she means to let me go, as I sing her re-arrow. _ _
_ _ Neon roof, your lovely hair, has more glamour, I declare,
_ Than all the tresses rare, _ twinkly, lean, and ever-feldy.
Be they lent, white, brown, or gold, be they blacker than the soul,
They are no more worth to me, than the melting flake of snow.
_ Her eyes are like the gleam, [Cm] or the sunlight [Eb] on the stream,
And the songs the fairies sing, seem like songs she sings at milking.
[Bb] _ [Eb] But my heart is full of woe, for last night she bade me go, _
And the tears begin to flow, as I sing her re-arrow. _ _
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[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
And this concerns a boatman on Loch Tay, a ferryman that used to ferry sails, which just
used to be rowed with the oars.
_ And this lad has fallen in love with a girl, but unfortunately she doesn't fall in love with him.
_ And he's [Em] rowing across the loch, thinking [Ab] about it.
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
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When I've done my work of day, _ and I row my boat away,
[Ab] Down the waters [Eb] o' Loch Tay, as the evening light [Cm] is fading,
[Bb] _ [Eb] And I look upon Ben Loyers, where the _ afterglory glows,
And I [Cm] think on two [Eb] bright eyes, and a melting hour's bell.
_ [Cm] She's my [Eb] beauteous neon roof, my joy and sorrow too,
_ _ And although she is untrue, well, I cannot live without her,
On my heart's a boat in tow, and I'd give the world to know, _
Why she means to let me go, as I sing her re-arrow. _ _
_ _ Neon roof, your lovely hair, has more glamour, I declare,
_ Than all the tresses rare, _ twinkly, lean, and ever-feldy.
Be they lent, white, brown, or gold, be they blacker than the soul,
They are no more worth to me, than the melting flake of snow.
_ Her eyes are like the gleam, [Cm] or the sunlight [Eb] on the stream,
And the songs the fairies sing, seem like songs she sings at milking.
[Bb] _ [Eb] But my heart is full of woe, for last night she bade me go, _
And the tears begin to flow, as I sing her re-arrow. _ _
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