Tonart: B minor
Verse 1
Cm
Bb
Ab
Cm
Bb
Ab
Cm
Bb
Ab
Cm
The Weaver
Bb
Ab
Cm
The weaver came on Monday
Bb
before the sun was up
Ab
Cm
Left a bowl of porridge
Bb
to tempt me down to sup
Ab
Eb
But I wouldn't eat it, I wouldn't eat it,
Gm
Cm
I let it stand all day
Gm
Ab
When night came,
Cm
Bb
swirled the porridge away
Ab
Bb
Cm
Bb
Ab
Cm
Bb
Ab
Cm
A cob bler came on Tuesday,
Bb
with hands as rough as toads
Ab
Cm
Left behind an iron -shot claw,
Bb
to help me down the road
Ab
But I wouldn't done it,
Gm
Cm
my dancing days are through
Gm
Ab
When night came,
Cm
Bb
wrecked the clog in
Ab
Cm
Bb
Ab
Cm
two
Bb
Ab
Cm
The lark -man came on Wednesday,
Bb
he crept from the mist like a thief
Ab
Cm
Left a lark, shut in a cage,
Ab
Eb
But I wouldn't heed it, I didn't need it,
Gm
to ease my day along
Ab
Bb
When night came, the blackness came,
Cm
Bb
Ab
Bb
Cm
Bb
Ab
Cm
and put an end to its song
Bb
Ab
Cm
A butcher came on Thursday,
Bb
dressed in blue and red and white
Ab
Cm
Left behind a leg of lamb,
Ab
But I wouldn't touch it,
Eb
I wouldn't touch it,
Gm
Cm
I let that meat alone
Gm
Ab
Bb
When night fell, the ravens fell,
Cm
Bb
Ab
And picked it clean to the
Bb
Cm
Bb
Ab
Cm
bone.
Bb
Ab
Cm
A hiker came on Friday,
Bb
Ab
He rested for a spell,
Cm
Left behind a loaf of bread,
Bb
And waved a one farewell.
Ab
Eb
But I wouldn't cut it, I wouldn't cut it,
Gm
Food for me is dust.
Ab
Bb
When I came, the worms came up,
Cm
Bb
nuzzled it down to the
Ab
Bb
Cm
Bb
Ab
Cm
crust.
Bb
Ab
Cm
On Saturday, a pack -horse man
Bb
came up the stony hill,
Ab
Cm
Left a roll of Worcester
Bb
to keep me from the chill.
Ab
Eb
But I wouldn't wear it, I wouldn't wear it,
Gm
Cm
the spoils of double theft.
Gm
Ab
When I came,
Cm
Bb
Ab
Bb
Cm
Bb
Ab
Cm
soaked it warm and wet.
Bb
Ab
Cm
A parson came on Sunday,
Bb
he squatted down to pray,
Ab
Left a lighted candle
Cm
Bb
to keep the night at bay.
Ab
Eb
But I didn't want it, I didn't want it,
Gm
I do not fear the dark.
Ab
Bb
When I came, the wind came by,
Cm
Bb
Ab
snuffed the pewning spark
Eb
Bb
I am the dam that bursts at midnight,
Ab
Eb
flooding the town in the valley
Ab
Gm
I am the blade that shines out sharp,
Cm
Fm
Bb
in the short cut through the alley
Ab
Gm
Cm
I am the bolt from heaven,
Ab
Eb
that strikes when the sky is blue
Gm
Ab
Bb
You seem to have need of me, my friend,
Cm
Bb
Ab
But I have no need of you.
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Akkorde & SongtexteCm Bb Ab Eb Gm...
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