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Bm A F#m BmYoung man came from hunting faint, tired 'n' weary
Bm Em A BmWhat does ail my Lord, my dearie?
Bm A F#m BmOh, brother dear, let my bed be made
Bm7/A Em F#m A BmFor I feel the gripe of the woody nightshade
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Bm A F#mMany a man would die as soon
Bm Em A F#m BmOut of the light of a ma-ge's moon
Bm A F#m'Twas not by bone, nor yet by blade
Bm Em ACan break the magic that the devil made
Bm A F#mAnd 'twas not by fire, but was forged in flame
Bm7/A Em F#m A BmThat can drown the sorrows of a huntsman's pain
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Bm A F#mThis young man he died fair soon
Bm Em A F#m BmBy the light of the hunters' moon
Bm A F#m'Twas not by bone, nor yet by blade
Bm Em ABut of the berries of the woody nightshade
Bm A F#m"Oh father dear lie here be safe
Bm7/A Em F#m A BmFrom the path that the devil made"
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