Josh Ritter – The Oak King (Ukulele)
Key
-
Versions
(2)
Guitar
Ukulele
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Speed:
1.0x
Chords
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This song has four different voices going on. First you have the narrator, then
you have the Father trying to save his dying son. Up next is the dying son. Then
we hear The Oak King come in, tempting the boy away from life.
Em1: x|10|9|0|0|x
Gmaj13: x|9|7|0|0|x
Em2: x|7|5|0|0|x
Em3: x|5|4|0|0|x
Cmaj7: x|3|2|0|0|x
Riff: e|-----------------------| B|-----------------------| G|-----------------------| D|-----------------------| A|----------0-2-3-2-0----| E|--0--2--3-----------3--|
Slide Prog.: Slide to Em1...Gmaj13...Em2...Em3...Cmaj7...Riff
Dm
E7 Dm E7 Dm Who is this that rides so late F G F G Between the woods and the garden gate? E7 Dm E7 Dm A father holds a child close, F F E7 Dm Barely boy and almost ghost Dm F F F (F/C) Son why do you cry and hide your face? F G F G Oh Father, the Oak King is king of this place, Dm F F F (F/C) With a crown made of thistle and septer of reeds F F E7 Dm Son, there's no Oak King, just the wind and the trees
(Slide Prog.)
Dm7 E7 Dm My prince, my love, I knew you'd come Dm7 E7 F E7 Now you must join the other ones Dm7 E7 Dm Cast your blues upon the tide Dm7 E7 F E7 Sleep all day, play all night Dm Dm Dm Dm Oh father, Oh father, don't leave me I pray F G F G The Oak King is closer than the dawn of the day Dm Dm Dm Dm Than the dawn of the day, The edge of the woods F F E7 Dm The Oak King is bad and he'll take me for good Dm F F F (F/C) Oh son, with his palaces of silver and gold F G F G With a queen and his own pretty children to hold Dm F F F (F/C) With his own pretty children, why steal you from me? F F E7 Dm What kind of a king would ever be such a thief?
(Slide Prog.)
Dm7 E7 Dm My prince, my love, I knew you'd come Dm7 E7 F E7 Now you must join the other ones Dm7 E7 Dm Cast your blues upon the tide Dm7 E7 F E7 My daughters will hold you clear through till night Dm Dm Dm Dm Oh father, Oh father, scattered all along the path F G F G The Oak Kings own children in the dark as we pass Dm Dm Dm Dm The Oak Kings own children, they sing softley and they sigh F F E7 Dm They don't seem to care that they're blooming at night Dm F F F (F/C) Oh Son, who would leave a child in this place? F G F G To the wind and the dark and the rain on their faces Dm Dm Dm Dm The rain on their face, mud on their feet F F E7 Dm What kind of a King would dress his children in leaves?
(Slide Prog.)
Dm7 E7 Dm My prince, my love, I knew you would come Dm7 E7 F E7 Now you must join the other ones Dm7 E7 Dm Oh Father, Oh Father, I must go away Dm7 E7 F E7 The Oak King sings, I must obey
(Slide Prog. soft)
E7 Dm E7 Dm At the edge of the woods and the break of the day, F G F G The father looked down where his son used to lay, E7 Dm E7 Dm And in grief and in sorrow, in sorrow and grief, F F E7 Dm Wondered what kind of king could ever be such a thief?
(Slide Prog.)