Judy Collins – Great Selchie Of Shule Skerry (Guitar)

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Chords

[Intro] G F G F G [Verse 1]
      F                 G
In Norway, there sits a maid

            Am   F      G     C
For you, my baby, she begins

            G    F         G
Little know I my child's father

      Dm      F        G      F   G
Or if land or sea he's livin' in
[Verse 2]
            F               G
Then there arose at her bed-feet

             Am          F           G
And a grumbly guest, I'm sure it was he

C               G F            G
Saying, here am I, thy child's father

Dm      F                  G   F  G
Although that I am not comely
[Verse 3]
       F            G
I am a man upon the land

       Am     F       
I am a selchie in the sea

    C      G        F       G
And when I am in my own country

   Dm     F                 G   F  G
My dwellin' is in Shule Skerry
[Verse 4]
            F                G
And he hath taken a purse of gold

   Am           F       G
He hath put it upon her knee

       C       G F              G
Saying give to me my little wee son

    Dm        F             G     F  G  F
And take thee up thy nurse's fee
[Verse 5]
             G       F                G
And it shall come to pass on a summer day

             F       Am          G     
When the sun shines hot on every stone

     C       G   F              G
That I shall take my little wee son

         Dm       F                   G
And I'll teach him for to swim in the foam
[Verse 6]
             F              G
And you will marry a gunner good

                 F                     G     
And a proud good gunner I'm sure he'll be

    C        G  F             G
And he'll go out on a May morning

            Dm  F                    G
And he will kill both my wee son and me
[Verse 7]
                F              G
And lo, she did marry a gunner good

                 F                      G     
And a proud good gunner I'm sure it was he

        C          Bm        F          G
And the very first shot that ere he did shoot

   Dm         F                    G     F  G  F  G
He killed the son and the great selchie
[Verse 8]
      F                 G
In Norway, there sits a maid

    C       F Am        G     C
For you, my baby, she begins

            G    F         G
Little know I my child's father

      Dm      F               G   Bm  C  F  G
Or if land or sea he's livin' in