Chord/Tab song: Little Musgrave

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[G]It fell upon a h[C]oly-day
As [G]many in the year,
[G]Musgrave to the [C]church did go
to [G]see fine [C]ladies [G]there

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[G]And some were dressed in [C]velvet red
and [G]some in velvet pale
And [G]then in came Lord [C]Barnard's wife,
The [G]fairest [C]among them [G]all.

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[G]She cast an eye on [C]Little Musgrave,
full [G]bright as the summer sun;
Said Musgrave unto [C]himself
"This [G]lady's [C]heart have I [G]won."

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[G]I have loved you [C]fair lady
for [G]long and many's the day
and [G]I have loved you [C]little Musgrave
though [G]never a [C]word did [G]say

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[G]'I have a bower at [C]Bucklesfordberry,
[G]It's me hearts delight
[G]I'll take you back [C]there with me
If you'll [G]lie in my [C]arms all [G]night.'

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But [G]standing by was a little [C]footpage,
From the [G]lady's coach he ran.
'[G]Although I am my [C]lady's page,
I [G]am Lord [C]Barnard's [G]man.

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'Lord [G]Barnard shall [C]know of this,
Whether [G]I sink or swim;'
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And everywhere the bridges were broke,
He'd [G]enter the w[C]ater and [G]swim.

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" [G]Lord Barnard, my [C]Lord Barnard,
you [G]are a man of life,
but [G]Musgrave he's at [C]Bucklesfordberry,
[G]Asleep with your [C]wedded [G]wife.'

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[G]'If this be true, me l[C]ittle footpage,
This [G]thing that you tell me,
All the [G]gold in [C]Bucklesford Berry
[G]Gladly I'll g[C]ive to t[G]hee.

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[G]'But if this be a lie, thou l[C]ittle foot page,
[G]This thing that you tell me,
From the [G]highest tree in [C]Bucklesfordberry,
[G]Hanged you [C]shall [G]be.'

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"Go [G]saddle me the [C]black he said
go s[G]addle me the grey
and [G]sound you not your h[C]orns," he said
"[G]lest our [C]coming you [G]betray"

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[G]But there was a man in [C]Lord Barnard's train
Who l[G]oved the little Musgrave
and he [G]blew his horn both l[C]oud and shrill
[G]'Away, [C]Musgrave, [G]away.'

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[G]'I think I hear the [C]morning cock,
I t[G]hink I hear the jay;
[G]I think I hear Lord [C]Barnard's men,
And I [G]wish I w[C]as a[G]way.'

[Verse]
[G]'Lie still, lie still, thou [C]Little Musgrave,
And [G]hug me from the cold;
'It's [G]only a [C]shepherd's boy,
A-b[G]ringing his [C]flock to f[G]old.

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'Is [G]not your hawk u[C]pon it's perch?
Your s[G]teed eats oats and hay;
And [G]You've a lady i[C]n your arms,
And [G]yet you'd [C]go [G]away?'

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So he's [G]turned around and he's [C]kissed her twice
and [G]then they fell asleep
when t[G]hey awoke Lord [C]Barnard's Men
were [G]standing [C]at their [G]feet.

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[G]"How do you like me [C]bed?" he said, and
[G]"How do you like me sheets?"
"And [G]how do you like me [C]fair lady ,
that [G]lies in you [C]arms [G]asleep?"

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"It's [G]well I like your [C]bed," he said
[G]" and great it gives me pain,
[G]I would gladly give a [C]hundred pounds
to [G]be on y[C]onder [G]plain.'

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So [G]slowly, so slowly [C]he got up
So [G]slowly he put on
[G]Slowly [C]down the stairs
[G]Thinking [C]to be [G]slain.

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[G]Rise up rise up,little [C]Musgrave,
[G]rise up and then put on;
It [G]shall not be said in [C]fair Ireland
that I [G]slayed a [C]naked [G]man.

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[G]'There are two swords [C]down at my side,
[G]and dear they cost my purse;
[G]And you shall have the [C]best of them,
And [G]I will t[C]ake the [G]worse.'

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[G]The first rook that [C]Musgrave struck
It [G]hurt Lord Barnard sore;
But the [G]next rook that Lord B[C]arnard struck,
Little [G]Musgrave [C]ne'er struck [G]more.

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[G]Then up and [C]spake the fair lady,
[G]from on her bed she lay.'
'[G]Although you're dead, Little [C]Musgrave,
[G]Still for [C]you I"ll [G]pray.

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[G]"How do you like his [C]cheek?" he said, and
[G]"how do you like his chin?
and [G]how do you like his [C]dead body,
now [G]there's no l[C]ife w[G]ithin."

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[G]"It's well I like his c[C]heek" she said,
"and [G]more I want his chin,
It's [G]more I love his d[C]ead body, than
[G]all your [C]kith and [G]kin."

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[G]He's taken out his [C]long,long sword,
to [G]strike the mortal blow,
and [G]through, and through the l[C]ady's heart
the [G]cold steel [C]it did [G]go

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[G]'A grave, a grave,' Lord [C]Barnard cried,
[G]'To put these lovers in;
But [G]put my lady on the [C]upper half,
For she [G]came from [C]better [G]kin.'

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[G]'For I've just killed the [C]finest knight
That [G]ever rode a steed;
And [G]I've just slain the f[C]airest lady
That [G]ever did a [C]woman's [G]deed."

[Verse]
[G]It fell upon a [C]holy-day
As m[G]any's in the year,
[G]Musgrave to the [C]church did go
to [G]see fine [C]ladies t[G]here