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G G:G+C G G/F# G:G+C Am7 G
G G:G+C G G/F# G C G
G G/F# G DWhy weep ye by the tide, ladye?
C G Am7 GWhy weep ye by the tide?
G G/F# G DI'll wed ye to my youngest son
C D G Am7 GAnd ye will be his bride
C Am7 CYeah, ye will be his bride, ladye
G Am7Sae comely to be seen
G G/F# Em D/F#But aye she loot the tears down la'
C D G Am7 G G G Am7 GFor Jock o' Hazeldean.
A chain of gold ye shall not lack
Nor braid to bind you hair
Nor mettled hound, nor managed halk
Nor palfrey fresh and fair
And you, the fairest of them a'
Shall ride our forest queen
But aye she loot the tears down la'
For Jock o' Hazeldean.
The kirk was deck'd at morning tide
The tapers glimmer'd fair
The priest and bridegroom wait the bride
And dame and knight are there.
They sought her baith by bower and ha'
The ladye was not seen
She's o'er the border and awa'
C D G Am7 GFor Jock o' Hazeldean.
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