Thomas The Rhymer chords with lyrics by Ewan Mccoll - Easy chords and tabs for guitar

Ewan Mccoll – Thomas The Rhymer chords

Am ETrue Thomas lay on Huntlie bank,
Am EA ferlie he spied wi' his e'e,
Am EAnd there he saw a lady bright
Am Em AmCome riding down by the Eildon Tree.
Am EHer skirt was o' the grass-green silk,
Am EHer mantle o' the velvet fyne.
Am EAt ilka tett o' her horse's mane
Am EHung fifty siller bells and nine.
Am ETrue Thomas he pull's aff his cap
Am EAnd louted low down to his knee:
Am E“All hail, thou mighty Queen o' Heaven!
Am E AmFor thy peer on earth I never did see.”
Am E“O no, o no, Thomas,” she said,
Am E“That name does not belong to me;
Am EI am but the queen of fair Elfland
Am E AmThat am hither come to visit thee.”
Am E“Harp and carp, Thomas,” she said,
Am E“Harp and carp along wi' me.
Am EAnd if ye dare to kiss my lips,
Am E AmSure of your body I will be.”
Am E“Betide me weal, betide me woe,
Am EThat weird shall never daunton me.”
Am ESyne he has kissed her rosy lips
Am E AmAll underneath the Eildon Tree.
Am E“Now ye maun gang wi' me,” she said,
Am E“True Thomas, ye maun gang wi' me.
Am EAnd ye maun serve me seven years
Am E AmThro' weal and woe, as may chance to be.”
Am EShe mounted on her milk-white steed,
Am EShe's ta'en True Thomas up behind.
Am EAnd aye whene'er her bridle rung
Am E AmThe steed flew faster than the wind.
Am EO they rode on and farther on,
Am EThe steed gaed swifter than the wind,
Am EUntil they reached a desert wide
Am E AmAnd living land was left behind.
Am E“Light down, light down now, True Thomas
Am EAnd lean your head upon my knee,
Am EAbide and rest a little space
Am E AmAnd I will show you ferlies three.
Am E“O see ye not yon narrow road
Am ESo thick beset with thorns and briars?
Am EThat is the path of righteousness,
Am E AmTho' after it but few enquires.
Am E“And see ye not that braid, braid road
Am EThat lies across that lily leven?
Am EThat is the path of wickedness,
Am E AmTho' some ca' it the road to heaven.
Am E“And see ye not that bonny road
Am EThat winds about the fernie brae?
Am EThat is the road to fair Elfland
Am E AmWhere thou and I this night maun gae.
Am E“But, Thomas, ye maun hold your tongue
Am EWhatever ye may hear or see.
Am EFor if you speak word in Elfyn land
Am E AmYe'll ne'er get back to your ain countrie.”
Am ESyne they came on to a garden green,
Am EAnd she pu'd an apple frae a tree:
Am E“Take this for thy wages, True Thomas
Am E AmIt will gi' ye the tongue that can never lie.”
Am E“My tongue is mine ain,” True Thomas said,
Am E“A guidly gift ye wad gie to me!
Am EI neither dought to buy or sell,
Am E AmAt fair or tryst where I may be.
Am E“I dought neither speak to prince or peer
Am ENor ask of grace from fair ladye.”
Am E“Now hold thy peace,”, the lady said,
Am E Am“For as I say, so must it be.”
Am EHe has gotten a coat of the even cloth
Am EAnd a pair of shune of velvet green,
Am EAnd till seven years were gane and past
Am E AmTrue Thomas on earth was never seen.
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