Loreena McKennitt ~ Stolen Child (Chords)
(Standard Tuning)
Intro: Em C Em C
Where [Em]dips the rocky highland Of S[Am]leuth Wood [G/B]in the l[C]ake
There [Em]lies a leafy island where f[Am]lapping hero[G/B]ns wake[C]
The d[G]rowsy water-r[D]ats There we've [Am]hid our faery v[Em]ats
[Em]Full of be[D]rries And of [Em]reddest [D]stolen c[C]herr[D]ies
(Chorus:)
Come aw[G]ay, O human ch[D]ild to the w[Am]aters and the w[Em]ild
With a f[Em]aery, hand in h[D]and for the wo[G]rld's mor[D/F#]e full of weep[Em]ing
[D]Than you[Am]/he ca[G/B]n understa[C]nd.
Where the w[Em]ave of moonlight glosses the [Am]dim grey sa[G/B]nds with li[C]ght
By [Em]far off furthest rosses we foo[Am]t it [G/B]all the[C] night
[G]Weaving olden d[D]ances mingling [Am]hands and mingling gl[Em]ances
Till the [Em]moon has taken fli[Am]ght [Am]To and [G/B]fro we [Em]leap
And [Em]chase the frothy b[D]ubbles whilst the w[G]orld is f[D/F#]ull of tro[Em]ubles
[D]And is anx[Am]ious in [G/B]its slee[C]p.
(Chorus) - (Guitar Solo)
Where the wandering water gushes from the hills above Glen-Car
In pools among the rushes that scarce could bathe a star
We seek for slumbering trout and whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears over the young streams
(Chorus)
[Em]Away with us he's going the s[Am]olem[G/B]n-eyed[C]
He'll [Em]hear no more the lowing of the [Am]calves on the [G/B]warm hills[C]ide
Or the [G]kettle on the [D]hob sing p[Am]eace into his [Em]breast
[Em]Or see the brown mice [Am]bob round and rou[Am]nd the [G/B]oatmeal c[Em]hest.
(Chorus)
For he c[G]omes, the human ch[D]ild to the [Am]waters and the w[Em]ild
With a f[Em]aery hand in h[D]and for the world's [G]more[D/F#] full of w[Em]eeping
[D]Than [Am]you can u[G/B]ndersta[C]nd.
A nice finger-style piece for Guitar(orig.performed on Harp) ~ Enjoy!
(Standard Tuning)
Intro: Em C Em C
Where [Em]dips the rocky highland Of S[Am]leuth Wood [G/B]in the l[C]ake
There [Em]lies a leafy island where f[Am]lapping hero[G/B]ns wake[C]
The d[G]rowsy water-r[D]ats There we've [Am]hid our faery v[Em]ats
[Em]Full of be[D]rries And of [Em]reddest [D]stolen c[C]herr[D]ies
(Chorus:)
Come aw[G]ay, O human ch[D]ild to the w[Am]aters and the w[Em]ild
With a f[Em]aery, hand in h[D]and for the wo[G]rld's mor[D/F#]e full of weep[Em]ing
[D]Than you[Am]/he ca[G/B]n understa[C]nd.
Where the w[Em]ave of moonlight glosses the [Am]dim grey sa[G/B]nds with li[C]ght
By [Em]far off furthest rosses we foo[Am]t it [G/B]all the[C] night
[G]Weaving olden d[D]ances mingling [Am]hands and mingling gl[Em]ances
Till the [Em]moon has taken fli[Am]ght [Am]To and [G/B]fro we [Em]leap
And [Em]chase the frothy b[D]ubbles whilst the w[G]orld is f[D/F#]ull of tro[Em]ubles
[D]And is anx[Am]ious in [G/B]its slee[C]p.
(Chorus) - (Guitar Solo)
Where the wandering water gushes from the hills above Glen-Car
In pools among the rushes that scarce could bathe a star
We seek for slumbering trout and whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears over the young streams
(Chorus)
[Em]Away with us he's going the s[Am]olem[G/B]n-eyed[C]
He'll [Em]hear no more the lowing of the [Am]calves on the [G/B]warm hills[C]ide
Or the [G]kettle on the [D]hob sing p[Am]eace into his [Em]breast
[Em]Or see the brown mice [Am]bob round and rou[Am]nd the [G/B]oatmeal c[Em]hest.
(Chorus)
For he c[G]omes, the human ch[D]ild to the [Am]waters and the w[Em]ild
With a f[Em]aery hand in h[D]and for the world's [G]more[D/F#] full of w[Em]eeping
[D]Than [Am]you can u[G/B]ndersta[C]nd.
A nice finger-style piece for Guitar(orig.performed on Harp) ~ Enjoy!
