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Thorneymoor Woods chords by Louis Killen

  • Em

  • B

    2
  • G

  • G#m

    4
  • Bb

  • Am

  • C#m

    4
  • C

  • E

  • F

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Verse 1
In Thornymoor (E minor) Woods in Nottinghamshire,
Right for Lurel,
Wack for Ladder (B major) der,
(E minor) Three gamekeepers' houses
they stood in a square,
(B major) Falderall, (G major) Lurel, I day.
Three gamekeepers' (G sharp minor) houses
they stood in a square,
(B major) A mile (E minor) from each other the distance it (B flat major) were,
(E minor) And their orders were to look
(G sharp minor) after the deer (B major) ,
Right (A minor) Falderall, (E minor) Lurel, I day. (C sharp minor)
(E minor) Now me and me dogs went out one night,
Right for Lurel, whack for (B major) Lannader.
The moon and (E minor) stars,
shone so bright,
(G major) Fowl'd our old Lurel aye day. (E minor)
(G sharp minor) O 'er hedges, ditches, (E minor) gates (B major) and stiles,
(G major) With (E minor) my three dogs close after me (B major) heels,
To (E minor) fetch a fat book down on
(G sharp minor) Thornymoor Fields,
(B major) Right (G sharp minor) fowl'd our (E minor) old Lurel aye day.
The very first night we had bad luck
Right for (G sharp minor) Lyril, (E minor) whack for Ladderder
One of me very best dogs got shot
Fowl (G sharp minor) to a Lyril I day
He came to me,
both bloody (B major) and lame
(G sharp minor) And sorry (E minor) was I for to see (B major) the same
He (E minor) not being able (B major) to follow the game
Right fowl (G sharp minor) to a (B major) Lyril I (E minor) day
(B major) I (C major) searched (E minor) his wounds
and found (B major) them slight,
Right (E minor) for Lurel, (B major) whack for Ladderder.
T 'was done by the gamekeeper out of spite,
For Alderall, Lurel, I day.
(E minor) I'll take me (B major) pike stuff (G sharp minor) in me (B major) hand,
And (G sharp minor) I'll search the woods
till (B major) I find that man.
(E minor) I'll have (E major) his old hide,
right well (B major) if I can,
(G major) Right for (B major) Al derall, Lurel, I (E minor) day.
(B major) We searched the woods (E minor) all of (B major) that night,
Right for Lural, whack for Ladderder.
The moon and stars,
they shone so bright,
Fowled her all Lural I day.
We searched (E major) the woods all round (B major) and round,
(E minor) And found a fat buck lying dead on
the (B major) ground.
T 'was my (E minor) little dog
as gave him his (B major) death wound,
Right fowled (A minor) her all (B major) Lural I (E minor) day.
Then I went home and went (B major) to bed,
(E minor) Right for Lyrel, whack (B major) for Ladderder,
And (E minor) Limpin' Jack sent in me stead,
(B major) Father of Lyrel, I day!
Oh, (G major) you would have a laugh to
(A minor) see Limp (B major) in' Jack
(E minor) Go trudging along with the
buck on his back,
He carried it like some harks
(B major) man's pack,
(A minor) Right for Lyrel, I (B major) day! (E minor)
We ordered the butcher to
skin the game,
(B major) Right for Lural, (E minor) whack for Ladderder.
Likewise, an old woman to
sell the (B major) same,
Forder all Lural a day.
The very best joint we (E minor) offered for (G major) sale,
(E minor) T 'was to an old woman who
(B major) sold bad ale,
And (F major) she had us three (E minor) chaps up
the (G major) Nottingham (B major) jail,
(G major) Right forder (A minor) all Lural (F major) a day. (E minor)
(B major) Now, (G major) Nott and them (B major) Sessions were (E minor) drawn,
(B major) Right for Lurel,
whack (E minor) for Ladderd (B major) are,
Where (E minor) us three (G major) chaps have
(E minor) gotta be (B major) tried,
Farder o' Lurel, day!
O, the Judge and (G major) Jury,
(A minor) they've all (G major) sworn,
(B major) The naughty old bugger
should be forsworn,
All into pieces she (G major) should have been torn,
Right farder o' (F major) Lurel, aye, day!
(C major) Now Nottingham Sessions are
gone and (B major) past,
Right for Lural,
whack for (B major) Ladderder,
And us three blokes got (B major) clear at last,
Folder all Lural aye day!
Now the bucks and does shall
never go free,
And hares and rabbits they are (B major) for me,
And a poacher I will always be,
Right Folder all Lural aye day! you
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