Battlefield Band – The Riccarton Tollmans Daughter chords

The Riccarton Tollmans Daughter
by The Battlefield Band

Capo 3Intro:e-----0-0h2-----0-2-3---0---0h2----0----------|B---3-------3-3-------3---3-----3----3--0h3---|G-2-----------------------------------2-------|D-0-------------------------------------------|A---------------------------------------------|E---------------------------------------------|

-Verse-
   D                       GAs I was a walkin’ through old Killie town,
       D               AIt was at the back end o’ November.
   D                    GMy gaze was drawn tae a gathering o’ folk,
    D                   AAll assembled by the Kilmarnock water.

-Chorus-
       EmIn the dreich winter’s morn,
  AA game was well begun,
    Em                 G        AThe curling stain slid back and forwards.
        EmAnd the breaths like clouds, 
        AFloated upwards to the skies,
         Em                      G        AWith the whoops and cries o’ the teams o’ Curlers.

   D                         GMy attention was drawn tae a young, bonny lass,
       D                      AAs she stood and watched as a close observer.
   D                         GMy eyes were consumed as she followed all the play,
        D                      AAnd she cheered on her father, and her brother.

  EmI gaid and I spoke, 
      AAnd I tellt her my name,
        Em                      G     AAnd she said she was cried Jean Alexander.
    EmShe lived wi’ her folk, 
       AAt the Riccarton toll,
    Em                    G    AAnd she was the tollman’s only Daughter.

-Instrumental Bridge- D,G,A  D,G,A  D,G,A  Em,G,A

       D                    GAt the end o’ the game, her Father came across,
       D                     AAnd he shook my hand, and he looked me over.
   D                       GHe says young man come and join us on the road
        D                    AThen he took her arm, and we walked together.

    EmAnd when we had went, 
          ATae their cottage by the toll,
      Em                 G           AI was asked inside for a drink and a bladder.
    EmAnd that was the start, 
       AO’ the winning o’ my heart.
        Em             G         AAnd the cortine of the tollman’s daughter.

-Instrumental Bridge-

         D                          GHere’s a helf tae the good folk, o’ old Killie Town,
    D                  AThe engineers, and the carpet workers.
    D                             GThe wabsters, the coopers, the distiller o’ the dram,
      D                     GTheir women folk, and their sons and daughters.

    Em            And here’s to the winter
     AThat brought us all the snow
        Em                G       AAnd the ice that froze Kilmarnock water
    EmAnd here’s to the curlers,
     AThat brought me to my love,
    Em                  G    AThe Riccarton tollman’s only daughter

-Instrumental Bridge as Outro-


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