Michael McDermott Bourbon Blue Album or CD for younger folks
Same chords thru whole song:
[Am]Sweet seventeen[Am7] my virgin qu[C]een, I [Am]saw her on a ch[Am7]arcoal mar[Em/A]e
[Am]I did decide t[Am7]o make her my b[C]ride, w[Am]hile I swam i[Em]n her cryst[Am]al stare
A peasant love ancient cliffs above, the wind wrestled in my head
I spent the night while my love held tight, on the night when we were wed
I traveled around with a village clown, for some noblemen and royalty
When I returned I saw my house was burned, and my love hanging from a tree
I swear on my mother soul tonight the soul of my true love fair
That I wont sleep until your blood rests, on my sweet rapier
As sure as my name I knew who to blame, the very ones that I will find
Hes a swordsman skilled, the very one who killed, the truest love of mine
I saw the way he looked at her, on the days of the village fair
He wore a fichu around his neck and black ribbon in his hair
An I swear on my fathers soul tonight and on the soul of my true love fair
That I wont sleep until your blood rests, on my sweet rapier
I may be over matched I know, but the battle is already won
I will find ye sir and cut thee down, before the rising sum
I swear on my mothers soul tonight the soul of my true love fair
That I wont sleep until your blood rests, on my sweet rapier
Thats how I hear it.
Em/A oo2xxx
Same chords thru whole song:
[Am]Sweet seventeen[Am7] my virgin qu[C]een, I [Am]saw her on a ch[Am7]arcoal mar[Em/A]e
[Am]I did decide t[Am7]o make her my b[C]ride, w[Am]hile I swam i[Em]n her cryst[Am]al stare
A peasant love ancient cliffs above, the wind wrestled in my head
I spent the night while my love held tight, on the night when we were wed
I traveled around with a village clown, for some noblemen and royalty
When I returned I saw my house was burned, and my love hanging from a tree
I swear on my mother soul tonight the soul of my true love fair
That I wont sleep until your blood rests, on my sweet rapier
As sure as my name I knew who to blame, the very ones that I will find
Hes a swordsman skilled, the very one who killed, the truest love of mine
I saw the way he looked at her, on the days of the village fair
He wore a fichu around his neck and black ribbon in his hair
An I swear on my fathers soul tonight and on the soul of my true love fair
That I wont sleep until your blood rests, on my sweet rapier
I may be over matched I know, but the battle is already won
I will find ye sir and cut thee down, before the rising sum
I swear on my mothers soul tonight the soul of my true love fair
That I wont sleep until your blood rests, on my sweet rapier
Thats how I hear it.
Em/A oo2xxx
