Chords for Claymore - The Unquiet Grave

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Cold blows [Ab] the winter [Eb] day, [Bb] my love, [Cm] and gently drops [Gm] the rain. _
[Cm] I [Ab] only had [Eb] but one [Bb] true love, [Cm] and in cold [F] grave she [Cm] was laid. _ _
[Eb] I'd do as much [Bb] for my [Gm] true love [Cm] as any [Gm] young man may. _
[Cm] I'll [Ab] sit and [Eb] mourn all on [Bb] the grave [Cm] for a [F] twelfth month [Cm] and a day. _
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[F] _ _ _ [Cm] When the twelfth [Ab] month and [Eb] one day [Bb] was past, [Cm] the ghost began [Gm] to speak.
Why [Ab] sittest here [Eb] all on [Bb] my grave [Cm] and will [C] not let [Cm] me sleep?
[Eb] There is one thing that I want, [Gm] sweetheart, [Cm] there is one [Ab] thing that [Eb] I [Bb] crave,
[Cm] and [F] that is a kiss from your ling [Bb] white lip [Cm] that I'll [F] go from [C] your grave.
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[Cm] My lips, [Ab] they are [Eb] as cold [Bb] as clay, [Cm] my breath smells [Gm] earthy strong, _ _
[Cm] and if [Ab] you kiss [Eb] my cold [Bb] clay lips, [Cm] your time [F] will not [Cm] be long. _
[Eb] Go fetch me water [Bb] from the _ [Gm] desert [Cm] and blood [Ab] from Mount [Eb] Austin.
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[Cm] Go fetch [F] me milk [Eb] from the fair [Bb] maid's breast [Cm] that young [F] men never [Cm] have known. _ _
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[Cm] Go _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ [Ab] _ [Eb] fetch me water from the desert and blood from Mount Austin.
Look, [Bb] garden green, [Cm] look where we used [Gm] to walk.
[Cm] The [Ab] finest flower [Eb] there [Bb] I saw [Cm] is [F] withered to [Cm] a stalk. _
[Eb] The stalk is [Bb] withered, Christ, [Gm] be kind, [Cm] a [Ab] flower never [Eb] returned.
[Bb] And [Cm] since [F] I lost [Eb] my own [Bb] true love, [Cm] what can [F] I do [Cm] but mourn?
When shall [Ab] we [Eb] meet again, [Bb] sweetheart, [Cm] when shall we meet [Gm] again? _
[Cm] Where the [Ab] oaken leaves [Eb] that fall [Bb] from the trees [Cm] are green [F] and spring [Cm] up again.
The [Eb] stalk is [Bb] withered and dry, [Gm] my love, [Cm] so will [Ab] your heart [Eb] be pained.
[Bb] _
[Cm] So make [F] yourself [Eb] content, [Bb] my love, [Cm] till God [F] calls you [Cm] away. _ _
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