Chords for Heather Alexander - Laddie Are Ya Workin'
Tempo:
71.1 bpm
Chords used:
C
A
F#
F
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#]
Darkness hanging in the sky in the morn, moonlight dying as the sun is [F] reborn, crops are [C#] swaying
an island of green, hemp and teff and corn in between.
[F#] Cut her low, swing her [G] round,
iron [N] wire tightly [B] bound, thresh the death by the morning [C] lark.
Lying her arms in the
still moon dark, [Am] laddie are you working?
[C]
Sunlight shining on the [F#] heart of the land, crops are
bending to the [B] part nature planned, who'd be thinking that they'd end from that start?
Cut and [A] rent and shred it apart.
[E] Cut her low, [C] swing her round, [E] iron wire tightly bound,
thresh the death by [A] the morning [D] lark.
Lying her arms in the still moon dark, [F] laddie are you working?
[C]
Storm clouds gather as the hands to the field, raindrops scatter as the land's made to yield,
bodies spread from its fine golden head, stock and sheath and chafe for a bed.
Cut her low, swing her round,
[G#] iron wire tightly bound, [A] thresh the death by the morning
[C] lark.
Lying her arms in the still moon dark, laddie are [A] you working?
[C]
[N]
Stars are twinkling and the moon's rising high, dark is waiting for the sunlight to die, memories harken to the emerald isle,
sing and sleep and dream [D#] for a while.
[F#] Cut her low, [C] swing her round, iron wire tightly bound, [Am] thresh the death by the morning [C] lark.
[G] Lying her arms in the [C#] still of dark, laddie [F] are you working?
[E] Cut us low, swing us [G] round, iron shackles tightly [A] bound, thresh your soul by the morning [N] lark.
Lie with your dreams in the dead of dark, laddie are you working?
Darkness hanging in the sky in the morn, moonlight dying as the sun is [F] reborn, crops are [C#] swaying
an island of green, hemp and teff and corn in between.
[F#] Cut her low, swing her [G] round,
iron [N] wire tightly [B] bound, thresh the death by the morning [C] lark.
Lying her arms in the
still moon dark, [Am] laddie are you working?
[C]
Sunlight shining on the [F#] heart of the land, crops are
bending to the [B] part nature planned, who'd be thinking that they'd end from that start?
Cut and [A] rent and shred it apart.
[E] Cut her low, [C] swing her round, [E] iron wire tightly bound,
thresh the death by [A] the morning [D] lark.
Lying her arms in the still moon dark, [F] laddie are you working?
[C]
Storm clouds gather as the hands to the field, raindrops scatter as the land's made to yield,
bodies spread from its fine golden head, stock and sheath and chafe for a bed.
Cut her low, swing her round,
[G#] iron wire tightly bound, [A] thresh the death by the morning
[C] lark.
Lying her arms in the still moon dark, laddie are [A] you working?
[C]
[N]
Stars are twinkling and the moon's rising high, dark is waiting for the sunlight to die, memories harken to the emerald isle,
sing and sleep and dream [D#] for a while.
[F#] Cut her low, [C] swing her round, iron wire tightly bound, [Am] thresh the death by the morning [C] lark.
[G] Lying her arms in the [C#] still of dark, laddie [F] are you working?
[E] Cut us low, swing us [G] round, iron shackles tightly [A] bound, thresh your soul by the morning [N] lark.
Lie with your dreams in the dead of dark, laddie are you working?
Key:
C
A
F#
F
G
C
A
F#
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
Darkness hanging in the sky in the morn, moonlight dying as the sun is [F] reborn, crops are [C#] swaying
an island of green, hemp and teff and corn in between.
_ [F#] Cut her low, swing her [G] round,
iron [N] wire tightly [B] bound, thresh the death by the morning _ _ [C] lark.
Lying her arms in the
still moon dark, [Am] laddie are you working?
_ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ Sunlight shining on the [F#] heart of the land, crops are
bending to the [B] part nature planned, who'd be thinking that they'd end from that start?
Cut and [A] rent and shred it apart. _ _
[E] Cut her low, [C] swing her round, [E] iron wire tightly bound,
thresh the death by [A] the morning _ _ [D] lark.
Lying her arms in the still moon dark, [F] laddie are you working?
_ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Storm clouds gather as the hands to the field, raindrops scatter as the land's made to yield,
bodies spread from its fine golden head, stock and sheath and chafe for a bed.
_ _ Cut her low, swing her round,
[G#] iron wire tightly bound, [A] thresh the death by the morning _
[C] lark.
Lying her arms in the still moon dark, laddie are [A] you working?
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Stars are twinkling and the moon's rising high, dark is waiting for the sunlight to die, memories harken to the emerald isle,
sing and sleep and dream [D#] for a while.
[F#] _ _ Cut her low, [C] swing her round, iron wire tightly bound, [Am] thresh the death by the morning _ [C] _ lark.
[G] Lying her arms in the [C#] still of dark, laddie [F] are you working?
[E] Cut us low, swing us [G] round, iron shackles tightly [A] bound, thresh your soul by the morning _ [N] _ lark.
Lie with your dreams in the dead of dark, laddie are you working? _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
Darkness hanging in the sky in the morn, moonlight dying as the sun is [F] reborn, crops are [C#] swaying
an island of green, hemp and teff and corn in between.
_ [F#] Cut her low, swing her [G] round,
iron [N] wire tightly [B] bound, thresh the death by the morning _ _ [C] lark.
Lying her arms in the
still moon dark, [Am] laddie are you working?
_ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ Sunlight shining on the [F#] heart of the land, crops are
bending to the [B] part nature planned, who'd be thinking that they'd end from that start?
Cut and [A] rent and shred it apart. _ _
[E] Cut her low, [C] swing her round, [E] iron wire tightly bound,
thresh the death by [A] the morning _ _ [D] lark.
Lying her arms in the still moon dark, [F] laddie are you working?
_ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Storm clouds gather as the hands to the field, raindrops scatter as the land's made to yield,
bodies spread from its fine golden head, stock and sheath and chafe for a bed.
_ _ Cut her low, swing her round,
[G#] iron wire tightly bound, [A] thresh the death by the morning _
[C] lark.
Lying her arms in the still moon dark, laddie are [A] you working?
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Stars are twinkling and the moon's rising high, dark is waiting for the sunlight to die, memories harken to the emerald isle,
sing and sleep and dream [D#] for a while.
[F#] _ _ Cut her low, [C] swing her round, iron wire tightly bound, [Am] thresh the death by the morning _ [C] _ lark.
[G] Lying her arms in the [C#] still of dark, laddie [F] are you working?
[E] Cut us low, swing us [G] round, iron shackles tightly [A] bound, thresh your soul by the morning _ [N] _ lark.
Lie with your dreams in the dead of dark, laddie are you working? _ _ _ _