Chords for The Witch of the Westmorland

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_ _ _ Hail [G] was the wounded knight, [D] who bore [G] the rowan [D] shield,
Loud and [Em] cruel were the raven's [G] cries as he [A] feasted in the field,
_ [D] Saying back, [G] Water cold and clear,
_ [D] We'll never [G] heal your wound, [D] there's none but [Em] the witch of [G] the West Maryland
That can make thee [A] hail and sound.
[Em] _ [D] So turn, turn your [G] stallion's [D] head,
Till his red [G] mane flies in the wind,
[D] And the rider [Em] of the moon goes [G] by, and the bright star [A] falls behind.
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There [G] was the paley moon, _ [D] when shadow [G] passed him by,
[D] Below [G] the hill were the brightest stars when he heard [A] the owlet cry,
_ [D] Saying, Why do you [G] ride this way, _ [D] and [G] wherefore came ye [D] here?
I seek [G] the witch of the West Maryland that dwells by [A] the winding mill, _ _ _
_ _ [D] And it's weary by the [G] Owl's water.
_ [D] Through the [G] misty break-fern way,
[D] Till through [Em] the cot of [G] the Kirkstone Pass the winding [A] waters lay. _ _ _
_ [D] They said, Lie [G] down, my brindled hound,
_ [D] Rest ye [G] my good grey hawk,
[D] The [Em] brave steed may graze thy [G] fill, for I must this [A] mountain [Em] walk.
_ [D] Ah, but come when [G] ye hear my horn,
_ [D] And answer [G] swift my call,
[D] I fear [Em] before the sun is [G] high you'll serve me [A] best of _ all.
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_ And [D] it's down by [G] the water's brim,
_ [D] Is born [G] the Rowan Shield,
[D] And the golden [Em] rod he has [G] cast in to see what [A] the lake might yield. _ _ _
_ _ [D] And wet [G] rose she from the lake,
[D] And fast and [G] fleet rode she,
[D] One half the [Em] form of a maiden [G] fair with a jet black [A] bear's body.
_ [D] And loud, long [G] and shrill he blew,
[D] Till steed [G] was by his side,
[D] High [Em] overhead the [G] grey hawk wheeled, and swiftly [A] he did ride.
[D] _ _ [A] _ [D] Saying, course well, [G] my brindled hound,
_ [D] Fetch me the [G] jet black mare,
[D] Stoop and [Em] strike my [G] swift grey hawk,
Bring me that [A] maiden's hair.
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_ _ [D] And she stood in a [G] gown of velvet blue,
_ [D] Bound round with [G] a silver chain,
[D] She's kissed his [G] pale lips once and twice, and three times [A] round again. _ _ _
_ [D] _ Saying, praise she, [G] thy silvery sword,
[D] Lay down [G] your Rowan Shield,
[D] I see by the [G] briny blood that flows you've been wounded [A] in the field. _ _ _
_ [D] And she bound his wounds with [G] golden _ rod,
[D] Fast in her [G] arms he lay,
[D] Till he has [G] risen hail and sound with the sun high [A] in the day. _ _ _
_ [D] She said, ride with your brindled [G] hound, that hill,
[D] And your good [G] grey hawk in [D] hand,
There's none may [Em] harm the knight [G] that's lain with the witch [A] of the West Maryland.
_ [D] She said, ride with your brindled [G] hound, that hill,
[D] And your good grey [G] hawk in hand,
[D] There's none may [Em] harm the knight that's lain [G] with the witch of the [A] West Maryland.
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