The Corries – The Lammas Tide (Guitar)

Capo 5
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Chords

[Verse 1]
       G              C      G
Now it fell about the Lammas Tide

         G       D          G
When the muirmen whin their hay

    G               C         G
The doughty Douglas bound him ride

     G                  D
Into England to drive a prey

   G                 C       G
He chose the Gordons and the Grahams

    G                  D
The Lindsays light and gay

        G                 C       G
But the Jardines wad’ not wi’ him ride

         G      D       G
And they rue it to this day
[Verse 2]
    G                     C        G
Now he has burned all the dales o’ Tyne

    G       D       G
And part o’ Bamburghshire

G                    C         G
Three tall towers on Reedswire fells

   G                D
He left them all on fire

G                 C    G
He marched up tae Newcastle

    G            D
And raided round about

        G                 C       G
Sayin’ “Wha’s the Lord o’ this castle

    G         D     G
And wha’s the Lady o’t?”
[Verse 3]
     G                C     G
Then up bespake proud Percy there

    G      D        G
And oh but he spake high

 G                C       G
“I am the Lord o’ this castle

   G               D
My wife’s the Lady gay”

    G                    C       G
“If thou art the Lord o’ this castle

    G               D
Sae weel it pleases me

    G                C      G
For e’er I cross the border fells

    G      D        G
The ane o’ us shall dee”
[Verse 4]
        G                 C      G
Then he took a lang spear in his hand

G            D     G
Shod wi’ the metal free

G                C       G
For tae meet the Douglas there

   G                 D
He rade right furiously

    G               C    G
But oh how pale his lady looked

     G              D
Frae off the castle wall

     G               C        G
When down before the Scottish spear

    G         D     G
She saw proud Percy fall
[Verse 5]
       G              C      G
Now it fell about the Lammas Tide

         G       D          G
When the muirmen whin their hay

    G               C         G
The doughty Douglas bound him ride

     G                  D
Into England to drive a prey

   G                 C       G
He chose the Gordons and the Grahams

    G                  D
The Lindsays light and gay

        G                 C       G
But the Jardines wad’ not wi’ him ride

         G      D       G
And they rue it to this day