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Em
1. A great lord came walking through the forest
one morning
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with
a weapon in his hand
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rich was his castle, he lacked for nothing
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killing was his plan.
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Em
When
a white bird flew by, she fell from the sky,
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Dm
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nothing was found,
only blood on the ground, she was
gone.
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Em
2. Cursing his fortune, he turned to the forest
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C
to
kill once again.
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Em
Standing before him was a lovely young woman
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with
her hand hung in pain.
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Em
When
he saw her, his eyes were filled with desire,
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Dm
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he said, "I must
have her, she must be mine !
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She
will be mine !"
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Em
3. He offered her silver, he offered her gold,
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C
but
she threw it on the ground.
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Em
He
fell to his knees and he begged her, "Oh please,
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G
come
with me, what you wish will be found."
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Em
She
said, "Sir, I'll go if you'll put up your bow,
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G
spare these
creatures, leave them in peace.
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You
have no need.”
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C
But her words were
lost in the wind,
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G
his
eyes were fixed on a queen.
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Em Dm
G C
And
all he saw was a woman but all she was, was a dream.
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E Am F C G - G7
Ah ah, ah ah, la la
la, la la la, la.
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Em Dm
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C
And all he saw was a
woman but all she was, was a dream.
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Em
4. He took her and bound her with ropes tied
around her,
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to
his castle he did ride.
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Em
In a
wood was a bower where stood an old tower,
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and
he drew her deep inside.
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Em
Then
the birds left the sky and a terrible cry,
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brought thunder and
lightning, rain falling down,
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tears on the ground.
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5. All through the days on her face he would
gaze,
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for
she was lovely as the spring.
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No
words would she speak but, “Leave them in peace!”
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And
some sad lament she would sing.
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Oh,
one day by the door, at the window he saw
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Dm
G
a single white
feather lying on the floor :
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She
was there no more.
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6. Now that great lord is dying, his cold heart
is crying,
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for
the love of a girl,
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for
many an hour he has wept on the tower,
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for
she meant more than the world.
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But
once in the sky a white bird flew by,
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Dm
G
he lifted his hands,
he cried out in pain :
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“Come back again !”
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C
But
his words were lost in the wind,
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G
his
castle was built upon sand.
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Em Dm
G
C
All he has is a
memory, and all he yearns is her hand.
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E Am F C G - G7
Ah ah, ah ah, la la
la, la la la, la.
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Em Dm
G C
All he has is this
memory, and all he yearns is her hand.
(orig. = capo 5th) (Chris de Burgh)