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