Chords for Tiger Moth Tales : The Ballad Of Longshank John (Single Edit)

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It was a time of greed and grasping, rich men bankrupting the state, with nothing more
than a fist of gold coins and a place at heaven's gate.
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Crooked priests granting _ absolution for the rape of cities there, _ [E] so they made for sure
they would forest, pray they'd find safe haven there. _ _
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Robin hastened from the carnage, [B] seeking [E] safety from his foe. _
[B] Well he knew the deepest [E] forest, where he thought they wouldn't go.
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He hoped he'd find salvation, but he _ was sick.
Oh, [E] but the _ prioress betrayed him.
She bled him to well, and cut [Em] him to the [D] queen.
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John and Alan ran to help him, _ hoping [B] Robin would prevail.
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[B] But the blood [E] that stained the white snow, all too clearly told its tale.
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Though John ran like the very devil, with his lungs all fit to burst, he [E] was just too
late for Robin.
[B] _ [E] His friend was dead, _ Craven [D] got there first.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] If he'd been there, it wouldn't have [D] been so.
_ _ _ _ He [C]
blames himself for the blood on [D] the snow.
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The prioress bled his life [Em] from him, all for the debt of coward [A] and king.
The traitor [G] waited to [B] the end, false worthless honor to defend.
So weak that he [F#] could barely [Em]
stand, and yet they fought their hand [Am] to hand.
At last [Em] Robin cut him down, but [B] all in _ vain, for Robin too [Em] was slain. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [B] John, he [Em] says, don't you bury me in some [G] great churchyard.
[Bm] _ [C] I want to be [B] here in the greenwood where I can see the [G] stars.
Pass _ [C]
me my bow, [D] where this arrow lands.
Bury [E] me there, John.
Bury me there. _ _ _
You won't find me making merry when the Yuletide comes around. _
My best friend I did bury in that stony frozen ground.
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Now the holly grows much [E] higher than [A] all the [D] steeples in the [A] land.
[E] As those who touch the gods and beg for _ absolution [B] _ [Em] from the blood of [E] traitors [D] _
_ hands.
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_ Must we say goodbye so [D]
soon?
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_ Please don't close [G] your eyes [D]
tonight.
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_ Don't say goodbye [D] tonight.
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