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