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The Maid That Sold The Barley ukulele

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      C        Em       Fmaj7       G
It's cold and raw the north winds blow
   Am          G        Am
Black in the morning early,
      C       Em        Fmaj7         C
When all the hills were covered with snow
     Am         G       Am
Oh then it was winter fairly.
   Am     Em    C         Am
As I was riding o'er the moor
  C       Fmaj7     E
I met a farmer's daughter
      C      Em           Fmaj7   G
Her cherry cheeks and slow-black hair
   Am           G        Am
They caused my heart to falter.

   C        Em     Fma7 G
I bowed my bonnet very low
   Am       G       Am
To let her know my meaning.
     C        Em     Fmaj7     C
She answered with a courteous smile
      Am       G        Am
Here looks they were engaging.
       Am       Em       C      Am
"Where are you bound my pretty maid
      C          Fmaj7   E
It's now in the morning early?"
     C          Em   Fma7   G
The answer that she made to me,
      Am       G       Am
"Kind sir, to sell my barley."

      C      Em        Fmaj7    G
"Now twenty guineas I've in my purse
     Am      G          Am
And twenty more that's yearly.
      C         Em      Fmaj7  C
You need not go to the market town
     Am       G        Am
For I'll buy all your barley.
     Am     Em           C        Am
If twenty guineas-would gain the heart
        C      Fmaj7    E
Of the maid I love so dearly,
     C      Em          Fma7  G
All for to tarry with-me one night
    Am              G       Am
And go home in the morning early."
   C      Em    Fmaj7      G
As I was riding o'er the moor
    A      G      Am
The very evening after,
   C        Em    Fmaj7    C
It was my fortune for to meet
     Am       G      Am
The farmer's only daughter.
    Am        Em            C        Am
Although the weather-being cold and raw
     C       Fmaj7     E
With her I thought to parley
     C         Em   Fmaj7   G
The answer that she made to me,
      Am         G       Am
"Kind sir, I've sold my barley."


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