Joan Baez – Lady Gay (Guitar)

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From the album 'Very Early Joan' [Introduction] C Am C [Verse 1]
            C               Am            
There was a Lady and a Lady gay

Am                  C
Of children she had three

               C
She sent them away to the North Countree

   C                 Am
To learn their grammaree
[Verse 2]
                C                     Am  
They'd not been gone but a very short time

Am                         C
Scarcely three weeks and a day

C
When death, cruel death, came harkening along

    C                  Am
And stole those babes away
[Verse 3]
            C                    Am  
"There is a King in Heaven," she cried

                   C      
"A King of third degree

                C
Send back, send back my three little babes

     C                       Am
This night send them back to me."
[Verse 4]
           C                    Am  
She made a bed in the uppermost room

Am                    C
On it she put a white sheet

C
And over the top a golden spread

     C                      Am
That they much better might sleep
[Verse 5]
Am                    C                     Am  
"Take it off, take it off," cried the older one

Am                                C
"Take it off, take it off," cried he

                 C
"For what's to become of this wide wicked world

      C               Am
Since sin has first begun."
[Verse 6]
          C              Am  
She set a table of linen fine

Am                         C
On it she placed bread and wine

C
Come eat come drink my three little babes

      C                  Am                     
"Come eat, come drink of mine."
[Verse 7]
              C                 Am  
"We want none of your bread, mother

Am                      C
Neither do we want your wine

           C
For yonder stands our Savior dear

   C             Am
To Him we must resign."
[Verse 8]
                C                 Am  
"Green grass is over our heads, mother

Am                    C
Cold clay is over our feet

          C 
And every tear you shed for us

   C                Am 
It wets our winding-sheet."