The Two Magicians by Martin Carthy and Dave Swarbrick Chords

[D] _ _ [G] _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [Dm] _
The lady sits in her own front [D] door, as straight as the [C] willow one,
[G] And by there [D] come a lusty smith with a [C] hammer [D] in his hand,
And he said, [Am] Bide, [E] lady, bide, [F] there's nowhere [C] you can hide,
For the lusty smith will be your [E] love and he will [D] lay your pride.
Well, [E] may you stand, you lady [Fm] fair, all in [G] your robes of red,
[Gm] But come [C] tomorrow at this same time I'll have you [D] in me bed,
And he said, [Am] Bide, lady, bide, there's nowhere you can hide,
[D] For the lusty [G] smith will [F] be your love [E] and he will [D] lay your pride.
Away, away, you cold black smith, would you do me this [C] wrong,
[D] To [C] think that me maidenhead could I have [D] kept so long?
I'd rather I was dead and cold and me body laid [C] in the grave,
[Bm] Than [C] a husky, dusky, cold black smith me [D] maidenhead should have.
So the lady, she held up her hand and she swore [C] upon her soul,
[G] That she'd not [D] be the black smith's [E] love for all of a [D] box of gold,
But the black smith, he held [E] up his hand and he swore upon the mass,
Saying, I'll have you [C] in me bed, young girl, for the half of [F] that or less.
[Ab] Bide, [G] lady, bide, there's nowhere you can hide,
For the lusty [Am] smith will be your love and [Bm] he will lay your pride.
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So [C] the lady, [E] she turned into a dove and [D] she flew up in [C] the [D] air,
That he [C] became an old cock pigeon and they flew pair [Dm] and pair,
Crying, bide, lady, [E] bide, there's nowhere [G] you can hide,
For the lusty smith [Am] will be your love and he [Dm] will lay your pride.
So the lady, she turned into a hare and she ran [C] across the plain,
[D] That he became a greyhound dog and he ran her down again,
Crying, bide, lady, bide, there's nowhere [C] you can hide,
For [D] the lusty smith will be your love and he will lay your pride.
So she became a little [Fm] mare as dark as [E] the night was black,
That he [C] became a [Dm] golden saddle and he clung on to her back,
Crying, bide, lady, bide, there's [C] nowhere you can hide,
[D] For the lusty smith will be your love and [B] he will lay your pride.
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So she [E] became a hot [D] griddle and he [E] became a cake,
[G] And every move that poor girl made the blacksmith was her make,
[D] Crying, bide, lady, bide, [G] there's nowhere [C] you can hide,
[D] For the lusty smith will be your love and he will lay your pride.
So [Am] she became a full-dressed ship and [Dm] she sailed [C] on the sea,
[D] That [C] he became a bold captain and aboard of [D] her went he,
[Dm] Crying, bide, lady, bide, there's nowhere [Em] you can hide,
[Fm] For the [C] lusty smith will be your [G] love and he will [D] lay your pride.
So the lady she ran into the bedroom and she changed into [G] a bed,
That he became [C] a green coverlet and he gained [F] her maidenhead,
And what she wore he held her soul and still he bade [C] her bide,
And [E] the lusty smith became her love for all her mighty [D] pride. _ _ _ _ _ _ _