Chords for Folk Alley Sessions: Anaïs Mitchell & Jefferson Hamer - "Willie's Lady (Child 6)"

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_ [B] _ _ _ [E] _ King Willie he sailed over the [A] raging foam [E] He's wooed a wife and he's brought her [Em] home
He's brought her home all against his [A] mother's will
His [E] mother wrought her a wicked spell And a wicked [Em] spell she's laid on her
She'd [E] been her child for long and [A] then he's the year
[E] But the child [A] she would [E] never bear And in her bow she lies in pain
King Willie by her bedside [A] he's standing down his cheeks
[A] Saw them tears [E] he'd run _ _
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[A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ King Willie back to his mother [A] he did run And he's [E] gone there as a [E] begging son
Yes, my true love has this fine [A] noblesty [E] The likes of which they have never seen
And in every part of this horse's name There's hanging fifty [A] silver bells in ten
[E] Hanging fifty bells in ten
[D] This goodly gift shall be your own
Give [E] back to my own true love you'll [A] turn again
So [E] she might bear her baby son
Oh, of the child she'll [A] never lie to be Nor [E] from my curse will she ever flee
As she will die and she [A] will turn to clay And you [E] will wed with another maid
And sighing says this weary man As back to his own true [A] love he's gone again
I wish my life was [E] at a merry _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ King Willie back to his mother he did run And he's [E] gone there as a begging son
Says my true love has this fine [A] golden girdle Set [E] with jewels all about from their gold
And in every part of this girdle's name There's hanging fifty silver [A] bells in ten
[E] Hanging fifty bells in ten
This [D] goodly gift shall be your own
Give [E] back to my own true love you'll turn [A] again
So she might bear [A] her baby [E] son
Oh, of the child she'll never lie to be Nor from my curse will she ever [E] flee
As she will die and she will [A] turn to clay And you [E] will wed with another maid
And sighing [Em] says this weary man As back to his own true love [A] he's gone again
I wish [E] my life was at a merry
[A] And up and [D] spoke his noble queen And she [E] has told King [A] Willie of her plan
How she might bear her baby [E] son _ _ _
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_ _ _ Says you must go get your gown to the marketplace And you must buy [A] a ball [E] of wax
And you must shape it as a babe that is to nurse And you must sneak to Isle of Glass
And ask your [B] mother to the christening day And you must stand [E] there close [A] as you can be
[E] So you might hear what she does say
King Willie he's gone down to the [A] marketplace And [E] he has bought a ball of wax
And he has shaped it as a babe that is [A] to nurse And [E] he has made to Isle of Glass
He [Em] asked his mother to the christening day [E] And he has stood there close [A] as he could be
So he might hear what she [E] does say
And how [D] she spat and how she swore
She spied the babe when no babe [A] could be before
She [E] spied the babe when none could be before
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_ _ [A] _ [E] _ Says who was it who undid the nine rich knots Braided in amongst his lady's locks
And who was it who used a leather shoe [E]
untied From the left foot of his wedded ride
And who was it's peaky silken thread
[B] The spider stretched all beneath [A] this lady's bed
The [E] spider stretched all beneath her bed
And it was Willie who undid the nine [A] rich knots Braided in [F#m] amongst this [E] lady's locks
And it was Willie who used a leather shoe [A] untied [E] From the left [A] foot of his wedded [E] ride
And it [B] was Willie's peaky silken thread
The [E] spider stretched all beneath this lady's bed
The spider stretched all beneath her bed
And she [D] has clung him a baby's hand
And [E] great are the blessings that be [A] them upon
Great are [E] the blessings them [E] upon
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