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