Steeleye Span – Child Owlet (Guitar)

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[Intro] Bb Gm Bb Gm Bb [Verse]
     D              F      Gm
Lady Erskine sits into her bower

Bb       F      Gm
Sewing a silken seam

  D               F       Gm
A bonny shirt for Child Owlet

   Bb      F       Gm
As he goes out and in

    D              F            Gm
His face was fair, long was his hair

      Bb         F       Gm
She's called him to come near

     D                F       Gm
“Oh, you must cuckold Lord Ronald

    Bb      F         Eb
For all his lands and gear”
[Verse]
     D               F           Gm
“Oh, lady, hold your tongue, for shame

    Bb          F        Gm
For such should ne'er be done

    D             F       Gm
How can I cuckold Lord Ronald

    Bb     F        Gm
And me his sister's son?”

     D                 F        Gm
Then she's ta'en out a small penknife

     Bb    F        Gm
That lay beside her head

      D                 F       Gm
She's pricked herself below her breast

      Bb       F    Eb
Which made her body bleed
[Verse]
     D               F      Gm
Lord Ronald's come into her bower

      Bb      F        Gm
Where she did make her moan

     D                F          Gm
“Oh, what is all this blood”, he said

      Bb     F             Gm
“That shines on your breastbone?”

       D                 F        Gm
“Young Child Owlet, your sister's son

   Bb       F       Gm
Is new gone from my bower

    D            F      Gm
Had I not been a good woman

         Bb         F       Eb
I'd have been Child Owlet's whore”
[Verse]
     D            F       Gm
Then he has taken Child Owlet

       Bb     F      Gm
Thrown him in prison strong

    D              F       Gm
And all his men, a council held

   Bb          F       Gm
To judge Child Owlet's wrong

     D                  F         Gm
Some said, Child Owlet, he should hang

     Bb        F         Gm
Some said that he should burn

     D                   F       Gm
Some said they would he, Child Owlet

  Bb         F      Eb
Between wild horses torn
[Verse]
     D            F      Gm
“Ten horses in my stable stand

    Bb        F     Gm
Can run right speedily

     D              F      Gm
It's you must to my stable go

    Bb       F        Gm
And take out four for me”

     D              F       Gm
They tied a horse unto each foot

    Bb    F       Gm
And one unto each hand

        D                  F     Gm
They've sent them out o'er Elkin Moor

   Bb      F          Eb
As fast as they could run
[Verse]
      D               F     Gm
There was no stone on Elkin Moor

   Bb        F     Gm
No broom nor bonny whin

      D                   F       Gm
But's dripping with Child Owlet's blood

    Bb     F      Gm
And pieces of his skin

      D               F     Gm
There was no grass on Elkin Moor

   Bb        F     Gm
No broom nor bonny rush

      D                   F       Gm
But's dripping with Child Owlet's blood

    Bb     F      Eb
And pieces of his flesh