The Whitsun Dance chords and lyrics - AUSTIN JOHN MARSHALL

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[Verse 1]
[Am]It's fifty -one springtime
since she [E]was a bride
[Am]And still you may see her
at each wits 'n [E]-tide
In [Am]a dress of white linen
[E]and [Am]ribbons [E]of green
[D]As gre[Am]en as her memor
[E]ies of [Am]loving.[D][Am]
The feet that were nimble
tread carefully now,
[E]As [Am]gentle a [D]measure as a[Am]ge do allow.
[E]Through [Am]groves of [E]white blossom,
by fields [Am]of young [D]corn,
Where [Am]once she was pledged
to her [E]true love.[Am]
The fields they stand empty,
[E]the hedges gro[Am]w free,
No young men to [D]tend them,
nor [Am]pastures [E]go see.
They have gone
where the forests of oak trees be[D]fore
Had gone [Am]to be wasted
[D]in battle.[E][Am]
Down from their green farmlands
And from their loved [E]ones,
[Am]marched husbands and brothers,
[D]an [Am]d fathers and sons.[E]
There's a [Am]fine roll of hon[E]our
where [Am]the Maypole once w[E]as,[D]
[Am]And the ladies go [D]dancing
[Am]at Whitsun.
There's a row of straight house[E]s
in [Am]these [E]latter days
[Am]Are covering the downs
[D]where [Am]the sheep used to [E]graze
[Am]There's a field of red pop[E]pies
[Am]an d a wreath from the Queen
[D]But [Am]the ladies remember at Whitson
And the ladies go dancing
at Whitson
Come you young men, come along
With your music, arms and song
Bring your lasses in your hands
For tis that which love commands
[C]Then to the Maypole haste [Am]away,
For tis now a [E]holiday.
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