Richard Thompson – Adieu Adieu (Guitar)

Drop D (D-A-D-G-B-E) • Capo 3
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As recorded by RT circa 2006. A traditional English song, AKA "The Flash Lad". Seems to date from mid 1700s; the "Lord Fielding's gang" in some variants refers to the early London police force organized by Henry Fielding of "Tom Jones" fame. [intro] D5 [verse]
         D
Adieu, adieu, hard was my fate,

D             G        D       A
I was brought up in a tender state.

 D   D/F# G     D/F#  A
Bad company did me entice,

       D   D/F# Bm            Em    A
and I left off work and took bad advice.
[chorus]
D     D/F#      G        D/F#     A
Which makes me now to lament and say,

D         Bm            G      A
pity the fate of young felons all,

D       G    A      D
well-a-day, well-a-day.
[verse]
               D
I robbed Lord Goldwyn, I do declare,

D         G             D         A
and Lady Masefield in Grosvenor Square,

    D  D/F# G                D       A
I shut my shutters and bid them goodnight,

 D   D/F#  Bm         Em        A
then went home to my heart's delight.
[chorus]
D     D/F#      G        D/F#     A
Which makes me now to lament and say,

D         Bm            G      A
pity the fate of young felons all,

D       G    A      D
well-a-day, well-a-day.
[verse]
   D
Before Judge Aldred I was took,

 D            G     D       A
before Judge Aldred I was tried.

D   D/F# G              D/F#     A
My Lady Kemp says "this will not do,

D        D/F#  Bm        Em      A
my iron chest you have broken through".
[chorus]
D     D/F#      G        D/F#     A
Which makes me now to lament and say,

D         Bm            G      A
pity the fate of young felons all,

D       G    A      D
well-a-day, well-a-day.
[verse]
    D
And when I'm dead and gone to my grave,

D   D/F#   G         D       A
no costly tombstone will I crave.

     D     G         D        A
Six bonny lasses to carry my pall,

D               D/F#    Bm       Em      A
give them broadswords, caps and ribbons all.
[chorus]
D     D/F#      G        D/F#     A
Which makes me now to lament and say,

D         Bm            G      A
pity the fate of young felons all,

    D       G    A      D   D5
Oh, well-a-day, well-a-day.