Vampire Weekend – Lord Ullins Daughter (Guitar)

  G                          G
A chieftain to the Highlands bound

        C               C
Cries, "Boatman, do not tarry

    C                             C
And I'll give thee a silver pound

   D               D
To row us o’er the ferry"

     B                            B
"Now who be ye would cross Lochgyle

    Em                     Em
This dark and stormy water?"

     C                          C
"O, I'm the chief of Ulva's isle

     D                     D
And this, Lord Ullin’s daughter."

      G                         G
And fast before her father's men

      C                       C
Three days we've fled together

     C                      C
For should he find us in the glen

    D                    D
My blood would stain the heather

    B                        B
His horsemen, hard behind us ride

      Em                       Em
Should they our steps discover

     C                            C
Then who will cheer my bonny bride

     D                        D
When they have slain her lover?

    G                G
Out spoke the hardy Highland wight

     C                  C
"I'll go, my chief, I'm ready"

      C                   C
It is not for your silver bright

    D                 D
But for your winsome lady

    B                        B
"And by my word, the bonny bird

    Em                    Em
In danger shall not tarry

   C                         C
So though the waves are raging white

     D
I'll row you o'er the ferry"

    G                   G
By this the storm grew loud apace

    C                 C
The water-wraith was shrieking

    C                      C
And in the scowl of heaven, each face

     D                         D
Grew dark as they were speaking

   B              B
But still, as wild blew the wind

    Em                       Em
And as the night grew drearer

   C                  C
Adown the glen rode armed men

      D                D
Their trampling sounded nearer

    G                       G
"O haste thee, haste!" the lady cries

        C                 C
"Though tempests round us gather

     C                      C
I'll meet the raging of the skies

    D                    D
And not an angry father"

     B                     B
The boat has left a stormy land

     Em                 Em
A stormy sea before her

      C                   C
When, oh! Too strong for human hand

     D                  D
The tempest gathered o’er her

    G                                G
And still they rowed amidst the roar

   C                C
Of waters fast prevailing

     C                     C
Lord Ullin reached that fatal shore

    D                    D
His wrath was changed to wailing

    B                      B
For sore dismayed, through storm and shade

    Em                   Em
His child, he did discover

    C                C
One lovely hand she stretched for aid

     D                D
And one was round her lover

      G                     G
"Come back! Come back!" he cried in grief

   C                     C
"Across this stormy water

    C                     C
And I’ll forgive your Highland chief

   D                D
My daughter! Oh, my daughter!"

      B                     B
'Twas vain, the loud waves lash’d the shore

  Em                    Em
Return or aid preventing

    C                 C
The waters wild went o'er his child

     D             D
And he was left lamenting