Chords for Almeda Riddle - Bury Me Beneath the Willow
Tempo:
83.275 bpm
Chords used:
F#
G
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
This world is so sad and I've grown weary of weeping for the only one I love
But then I know I never will see him until we meet in heaven above
Bury me beneath your weeping willow, beneath the weeping willow tree
Then when he knows that I am sleeping, maybe then he'll think of me
They told me that he did not love me, but I thought that could never be
Until an angel softly whispered, now he never has loved thee
Bury me beneath the willow, beneath your weeping willow tree
And when he knows that I am weeping, maybe then he'll think of me
Tomorrow was our wedding day, but can you tell me where is he?
He's gone away, he courts another, and weeping here alone he has left me
[F#] Then bury me beneath the willow, beneath the weeping willow tree
And when he knows I am sleeping, maybe then he'll think of me
Plaid on my grave are snow, white lily, and on my headstone a turtle dove
Then when a stranger [G] passes by, they all will know I died of love
While I [G#] am sleeping beneath the willow, beneath the weeping willow tree
I wonder if my love will ever, ever sometime think of me
But then I know I never will see him until we meet in heaven above
Bury me beneath your weeping willow, beneath the weeping willow tree
Then when he knows that I am sleeping, maybe then he'll think of me
They told me that he did not love me, but I thought that could never be
Until an angel softly whispered, now he never has loved thee
Bury me beneath the willow, beneath your weeping willow tree
And when he knows that I am weeping, maybe then he'll think of me
Tomorrow was our wedding day, but can you tell me where is he?
He's gone away, he courts another, and weeping here alone he has left me
[F#] Then bury me beneath the willow, beneath the weeping willow tree
And when he knows I am sleeping, maybe then he'll think of me
Plaid on my grave are snow, white lily, and on my headstone a turtle dove
Then when a stranger [G] passes by, they all will know I died of love
While I [G#] am sleeping beneath the willow, beneath the weeping willow tree
I wonder if my love will ever, ever sometime think of me
Key:
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This world is so sad and I've grown weary of weeping for the only one I love
But then I know I never will see him until we meet in heaven above
Bury me beneath your _ weeping willow, beneath the weeping willow tree
_ Then when he knows that I am sleeping, _ maybe then he'll think of me
They told me that he _ did not love me, but I thought that could never be
Until _ an angel _ softly whispered, now he never has loved thee
Bury _ me _ beneath the willow, beneath your weeping willow tree
_ _ And when he knows that I am weeping, maybe then he'll think of me _
Tomorrow _ was our wedding day, but can you tell me where is he?
He's gone away, he courts another, and weeping here alone he has left me
[F#] Then bury me beneath the willow, beneath the weeping willow tree
And when he knows I am sleeping, _ maybe then he'll think of me
Plaid on my grave are snow, white lily, and on my headstone a turtle dove
Then when a stranger [G] _ passes by, they all will know I died of love
While I [G#] am sleeping _ beneath the willow, beneath the weeping willow tree _
I wonder if my love will ever, ever sometime think of me
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
But then I know I never will see him until we meet in heaven above
Bury me beneath your _ weeping willow, beneath the weeping willow tree
_ Then when he knows that I am sleeping, _ maybe then he'll think of me
They told me that he _ did not love me, but I thought that could never be
Until _ an angel _ softly whispered, now he never has loved thee
Bury _ me _ beneath the willow, beneath your weeping willow tree
_ _ And when he knows that I am weeping, maybe then he'll think of me _
Tomorrow _ was our wedding day, but can you tell me where is he?
He's gone away, he courts another, and weeping here alone he has left me
[F#] Then bury me beneath the willow, beneath the weeping willow tree
And when he knows I am sleeping, _ maybe then he'll think of me
Plaid on my grave are snow, white lily, and on my headstone a turtle dove
Then when a stranger [G] _ passes by, they all will know I died of love
While I [G#] am sleeping _ beneath the willow, beneath the weeping willow tree _
I wonder if my love will ever, ever sometime think of me
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _