Songs from the album
'PLEASE TO SEE THE KING'

Choose a song:-

Boys Of Bedlam
Cold, Haily, Windy Night
False Knight On The Road
Female Drummer
Prince Charlie Stuart
The Blacksmith
The Lark In The Morning


The Blacksmith
Trad. Arr - Steeleye Span
If playing along to CD. try about a half tone lower, but the song doesn't seem to be tuned to exact concert pitch.
Intro
No chords but you can play these single notes:-
E - E - A - A
A - A
E - E - A - A
A - A

Verse 1
Oh a[NC]Blacksmith courted me nine months and better.
He fairly won my heart and wrote me a letter.
With his [F]hammer in his[G] hand [Am]he [Dm]looked so clever[G]
[C]And if [Am]I were [Dm]with my [Am]love, I'd [F]live for [NC]ever.

Verse 2
Oh where is my love now with his cheeks like roses.
He's gone across the sea a-gathering primroses.
I'm afraid the shining sun might burn and scorch his beauty,
And if I was with my love I'd do my duty.

Verse 3
Strange news is come to town, strange news has carried.
Strange news flies up and down that my love is married.
Oh I wish them both much joy tho' they won't hear me,
And may if I were with my love I'd do my duty.

Instrumental

Verse 4
What did you promise me when you lay beside me
You said you'd marry me and not deny me.
If I said I'd marry you it was only to try you,
So bring me back this love and I'll not deny you.

Verse 5
Oh witness have I none save God almighty,
And may he reward you well for the slighting of me.
Her lips grew pale and wan it made her poor heart tremble,
For to think she had loved one and he proved deceitful.

Instrumental

Verse 6
Oh a Blacksmith courted me nine months and better.
He fairly one my heart and wrote me a letter.
With his hammer in his hand he looked so clever,
And if I were with my love I'd live for ever.

 

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Cold, Haily, Windy Night
Trad. Arr - Steeleye Span

Intro
[Bm] [Em]
[Bm] [Em]

Verse 1
[Bm]Oh me hat it is frozen [D]to me head.
Me [Em]feet they are like a [Bm]lump of lead.
Me shoes they are frozen [D]to me feet
A with [Em]standing at your win -[Bm]dow.
Let me in the soldier cried
[D]Cold, haily, windy night - Oh
[Bm]Let me in the soldier cried
For I'll [D]not go back a -[Em]gain [Bm]no.

Verse 2
Oh me father he watches down on the street.
Me mother the chamber keys do keep - Oh.
The doors and windows they do creek,
I dare not let you in - O.
Let me in the soldier cried
Cold, haily, windy night - Oh
Let me in the soldier cried
For I'll not go back again no.

Instrumental

Verse 3
Oh she rose up and she's let him in
She's kissed her true love cheek and chin.
And she's drawn him between the sheets again
And she's opened and let him in - O.
Then she has blessed the rainy night
Cold, haily, windy night - Oh
Then she has blessed the rainy night
That she opened and she let him in - O

Verse 4
Soldier, soldier stay with me
Soldier, soldier won't you marry me - Oh.
No, no, no it never can be,
So fare bid thee well for ever.
Then she has wept for the rainy night
Cold, haily, windy night - Oh
Then she has wept for the rainy night
That she opened and she let him in - O.

Instrumental

Verse 5
He's jumped up all out of the bed
He's put his hat all on his head,
But she had lost her maiden head
Her mother she heard the din - O.
The she has cursed the rainy night,
Cold haily, windy night - O
Then she has cursed the rainy night
That she opened and she let him in - O.

Verse 6
Then she has cursed the rainy night,
Cold haily, windy night - O
Then she has cursed the rainy night
That she opened and she let him in - O.

Finish
[Bm]

 

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Prince Charlie Stuart
Trad. Arr - Steeleye Span

Intro
[C] [F] [C]
[F] [C]

Verse 1
If [F]you had seen my [C]Charlie at the head of an army
He was a gallant [F]sight to be [C]hold.
With his [F]fine tartan [C]hose on his bonnie round leg
And his buckles all [F]pure shining [C]gold.

Verse 2
The [C]tartan my love wore was the finest Stuart Kilt
With his [F]soft skin [C]all under it as [F]white as any [C]milk.
It's no [F]wonder that [C]seven hundred highlanders were killed
In restoring my [F]Charlie to [C]me.

Verse 3
My [F]love was six foot [C]two without stocking or shoe
In proportion my [F]true love was [C]built.
Like I [F]told you be - [C]fore upon Culloden Moor
Where the brave highland [F]army was [C]killed.

Verse 4
Prince Charlie Stuart was my true love's name
And he was the [F]flower of [C]England and a [F]pride to his [C]name.
Ah but [F]now they have [C]banished him over to Spain
And so dear was my [F]Charlie to [C]me.

Instrumental

Repeat verses 3 and 4.

Finish.
[C] [F] [C] [F] [C]

 

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Boys Of Bedlam
Words - Trad. Music - Nick Jones


Verse 1
[Dm]For to see mad Tom of Bed - [C]lam
Ten [Dm]thousand miles I'd travel
Mad Maudlin goes on dirty [C]toes
For to [Dm]save her shoes from gravel.

Chorus
[Dm]Still I sing bonnie boys bonnie mad[C]boys,
[Dm]Bedlam boys are bonnie.
For they all go bare and they live by the [C]air
And they [Dm]want no [C]drink nor [Dm]money.

Verse 2
I went down to Satan's kitchen
For to get me food one morning,
And there I got souls piping hot
All on the spit a turning.

Chorus

Verse 3
Me staff has murdered giants
And me bag a long knife carries.
For to cut mince pies from children's thighs
With which to feed the fairies.

Chorus

Verse 4
This spirit's white as lightning
Would on me travels guide me.
The moon would shake and the stars would quake
When ever they espied me.

Chorus

Instrumental

Verse 5
And when that I have murdered
The man in the moon to a powder.
His stall I'll break and his doct I'll shake
And they'll howl no demon louder.

Chorus

Verse 6
For to see mad Tom of Bedlam
Ten thousand years I'd travel.
Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes
For to save her shoes from gravel.

Chorus

Finish.
[Dm]

 

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False Knight On The Road
Trad. Arr. - Steeleye Span


Verse 1
Oh [F]where are you going?
Says the false knight on the road.
I'm going to me school.
Says the wee boy and still he stood.
What is on your back?
Says the [Gm}false knight on the road.
Me [F]bundles and me books
Says the wee boy and still he stood.

Verse 2
I came a walking by your door
Says the false knight on the road.
That lay in your way
Says the wee boy and still he stood.
I flung your dog a stone
Says the false knight on the road.
I wish it was a bone
Says the wee boy and still he stood.

Instrumental

Verse 3
Oh what sheep and cattles that
Says the false knight on the road.
They're mine and me fathers
Says the wee boy and still he stood.
And how many shall be mine?
Says the false knight on the road.
The ones that have the blue tail
Says the wee boy and still he stood.

Instrumental

Verse 4
Oh can I get a share of them?
Says the false knight on the road.
You cannot get a share of them
Says the wee boy and still he stood.
And why the stick all in your hand?
Says the false knight on the road.
To keep me from all cold and harm
Says the wee boy and still he stood.

Verse 5
Oh I wish you were in yonder tree
Says the false knight on the road.
A ladder under me
Says the wee boy and still he stood.
The ladder it'll break
Says the false knight on the road
And you will surely break
Says the wee boy and still he stood.

Instrumental

Verse 6
I wish you were on yonder sea
Says the false knight on the road.
A good boat under me
Says the wee boy and still he stood.
The boat will surely sink
Says the false knight on the road
And you will surely drown
Says the wee boy and still he stood.

Instrumental

Verse 7
Has your mother more than you
Says the false knight on the road.
None of them for you.
Says the wee boy and still he stood.
I think I hear a bell
Says the false knight on the road
It's ringing you to hell
Says the wee boy and still he stood.

Instrumental

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Female Drummer
Trad. Arr. - Steeleye Span
Note: Sing only the last two lines of the chorus after first verse but the full chorus after every other verse.

Intro
As verse.

Verse 1
I [Cm]was brought up in [Bb]Yorkshire and [Cm]when I was six - [Bb]teen
Oh I ran away to [Gm]London and a [Cm]soldier I be - [Gm]came.
With my [F7]fine cap and [Bb]feather like-[Cm]wise me rattling [Bb]drum
They learned me to [Gm]play upon the [Cm]rub-a-dub-a-[Gm]dum.

Chorus
With my [F]fine cap and [Bb]feather [Gm]like - wise me [Bb]rattling drum
They learned [Bb/A]me to [Gm]play upon the [Cm]rub-a-dub-a-dum.
With me gentle waist so slend - [Bb]er and me [Cm]fingers long and [Bb]small
To play up - [Bb/A]on the [Gm]rub-a-dub the [Cm]best of them all.

Instrumental
[Cm] [Bb] [Cm] [Bb]
[Bb/A] [Gm] [Cm] [Gm]
[F] [Bb] [Cm] [Bb]
[Bb/A] [Gm]
[Cm] [Cm7/F]

Verse 2
And so many were the pranks that I saw among he French
And so bodly did I fight me boys although I'm but a wench.
And in buttoning up me trousers so often have I smiled
To think I lay with a thousand men and a maiden all the while.

Chorus

Instrumental

Verse 3
But they never found my secret out untill this very hour
When they sent me off to London to keep sentry at the tower.
And a young girl fell in love with me and she found that I was a maid
She went up to my officer and my secret she betrayed.

Chorus

Instrumental

Verse 4
They unbuttoned my red tunic and he found that it was true
It's a shame he says to lose a pretty drummer boy like you.
So now I must return to me mum and dad at home
And along with me bold comrades it's no longer will I roam.

Chorus

Instrumental

Finish.
[Cm] [Bb] [Cm] [Bb]
[Bb/A] [Gm] [Cm] [Gm]
[F] [Bb] [Cm] [Bb]
[Bb/A] [Gm]
[Cm] [Gm]

 

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The Lark In The Morning
Trad. Arr - Steeleye Span

Intro
[B] [E] [Gb]
[B] [Gb7] [B]

Verse 1
Lay [B]still my fond shepherd [E]don't you rise [Gb]yet.
It's a fine dewy morning and be - [B]sides my love [Gb7]it is [B]wet.

Verse 2
Oh let it be wet my love and ever so cold
I will rise my bright floro and a way to my fold.

Verse 3
Oh no my bright floro it is no such thing
It's a bright sun a-shining and the lark is on the wing.

Instrumental
[B] [E] [Gb]
[B] [Gb7] [B]


Verse 4
Oh the lark in the morning, she rises from her nest.
And she mounts in the air, with the dew on her breast.

Verse 5
And like a pretty plough boy she'll whistle and sing,
And at night she will return to her own nest again.

Instrumental

Verse 6
When the plough boy has done all he's got for to do,
He'll trips down to the meadows where the grass is all cut down.

Verse 7
Oh the lark in the morning, she rises from her nest.
And she flies though the dawn, with the dew on her breast.

Verse 8
Like a pretty plough boy she'll whistle and sing,
And at night she will return to her own nest again.

Finish
[B] [E] [Gb]
[B] [Gb7] [B] 

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