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

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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
the oars.
unfortunately she doesn't fall in love with him.
thinking [Ab] about it.
[Ab]
[Eb]
[Ab] [Eb]
And this concerns a boatman on Loch Tay, a ferryman that used to ferry sails, which just
the oars.
unfortunately she doesn't fall in love with him.
thinking [Ab] about it.
[Ab]
[Eb]
[Ab] [Eb]
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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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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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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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