[Em] [B7] [G] [D] [Am]
E -0- -2- -2- -2- -0-
B -0- -0- -2- -3- -1-
G -0- -2- -0- -2- -2-
D -2- -1- -0- -0- -2-
A -2- -2- -2- -0- -0-
E -0- -x- -3- -x- -0-
VERSE
[Em]Cold blows the wind over my true love, cold blows the [B7]drops of [Em]rain.
I [Em]never had but one true love and in Camville [B7]he was [Em]slain.
CHORUS
I'll [G]do as [D]much for [Am]my true love as [G]any [Em]young girl [D]may.
I'll [Em]sit and weep down [D]by his [Em]grave for twelve months [B7]and one [Em]day.
VERSE
[Em]But when twelve months were come and gone, this young man [B7]he a[Em]rose.
[Em]What makes you weep down by my grave? I can't [B7]take my re[Em]pose.
CHORUS
One [G]kiss, one [D]kiss of your [Am]lily white lips, one [G]kiss is [Em]all I [D]crave.
One [Em]kiss, one kiss of your [D]lily white [Em]lips and return [B7]back to your [Em]grave.
VERSE
My [Em]lips they are, as cold as my clay, my breath is [B7]heavy and [Em]strong.
If [Em]thou was to kiss my lily white lips, thy days [B7]would not be [Em]long.
CHORUS
Oh [G]don't you reme[D]mber the [Am]garden grove [G]where [Em]we used to [D]walk?
[Em]Pluck the finest [D]flower of them [Em]all 'twill wither [B7]to a [Em]stalk.
VERSE
Go [Em]fetch me a Nun from the dungeon deep and water [B7]from a [Em]stone,
and [Em]white milk from a maiden's breast, that babe [B7]ere never [Em]known.
CHORUS
Go [G]dig me a g[D]rave both [Am]long, wide and deep. as [G]quickly [Em]as you [D]may.
I'll [Em]lie down in it and [D]take one [Em]sleep for twelve months [B7]and one [Em]day
VERSE
[Em]Cold blows the wind over my true love, cold blows the [B7]drops of [Em]rain.
I [Em]never had but one true love and in Camville [B7]he was [Em]slain.
CHORUS
I'll [G]do as [D]much for [Am]my true love as [G]any [Em]young girl [D]may.
I'll [Em]sit and weep down [D]by his [Em]grave for twelve months [B7]and one [Em]day.
E -0- -2- -2- -2- -0-
B -0- -0- -2- -3- -1-
G -0- -2- -0- -2- -2-
D -2- -1- -0- -0- -2-
A -2- -2- -2- -0- -0-
E -0- -x- -3- -x- -0-
VERSE
[Em]Cold blows the wind over my true love, cold blows the [B7]drops of [Em]rain.
I [Em]never had but one true love and in Camville [B7]he was [Em]slain.
CHORUS
I'll [G]do as [D]much for [Am]my true love as [G]any [Em]young girl [D]may.
I'll [Em]sit and weep down [D]by his [Em]grave for twelve months [B7]and one [Em]day.
VERSE
[Em]But when twelve months were come and gone, this young man [B7]he a[Em]rose.
[Em]What makes you weep down by my grave? I can't [B7]take my re[Em]pose.
CHORUS
One [G]kiss, one [D]kiss of your [Am]lily white lips, one [G]kiss is [Em]all I [D]crave.
One [Em]kiss, one kiss of your [D]lily white [Em]lips and return [B7]back to your [Em]grave.
VERSE
My [Em]lips they are, as cold as my clay, my breath is [B7]heavy and [Em]strong.
If [Em]thou was to kiss my lily white lips, thy days [B7]would not be [Em]long.
CHORUS
Oh [G]don't you reme[D]mber the [Am]garden grove [G]where [Em]we used to [D]walk?
[Em]Pluck the finest [D]flower of them [Em]all 'twill wither [B7]to a [Em]stalk.
VERSE
Go [Em]fetch me a Nun from the dungeon deep and water [B7]from a [Em]stone,
and [Em]white milk from a maiden's breast, that babe [B7]ere never [Em]known.
CHORUS
Go [G]dig me a g[D]rave both [Am]long, wide and deep. as [G]quickly [Em]as you [D]may.
I'll [Em]lie down in it and [D]take one [Em]sleep for twelve months [B7]and one [Em]day
VERSE
[Em]Cold blows the wind over my true love, cold blows the [B7]drops of [Em]rain.
I [Em]never had but one true love and in Camville [B7]he was [Em]slain.
CHORUS
I'll [G]do as [D]much for [Am]my true love as [G]any [Em]young girl [D]may.
I'll [Em]sit and weep down [D]by his [Em]grave for twelve months [B7]and one [Em]day.