Chords for Pentangle - The Cuckoo
Tempo:
114.8 bpm
Chords used:
Dm
Am
C
G
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Dm] [Am]
[Dm] [G] [C] [Dm]
[Am] [Dm]
[Am] [D] Oh, the [E] cuckoo, [C] she's a pretty [Dm] bird, she [Em] sings as she [Dm] flies.
[Am] [D] She [E] bringeth [C] good tidings, [Dm] she [Em] telleth [Am] no [Dm] lies.
[E]
[F] She [Gm] sucketh white flowers for to keep [Dm] her barn,
she's the [Am] [Dm] cuckoo the [G] summer [C]
[D] doth near.
[Am]
[Dm] [Am]
[Dm] As I was [C] a-walking [Dm] and [G] talking [Dm] one [Am] day,
[Dm] I met [E] my [C] own true love [Dm] as he [G] came [Dm] that way.
Though the [Bb] meeting was a pleasure, [Gm] though the [Dm] parting was a woe,
for I found how sordid he'd [G] kiss me, [Am] and [Dm] then he'd go.
[Am]
[Dm] [Am]
[Dm] I wish I [C] was calm [Dm] and could [G] handle [Dm] the pain,
[Am] [Dm] I'd write to [C] my lover [Dm] and to our [Em]
[Dm] loving man.
I would tell of [Gm] another grief and woe that I'd tender,
[Dm]
I would wish that [Am] not pity on the [G] flower [Dm]
when it [Am] dies.
[Dm] [Am]
[Dm] [C]
[Dm] [Em] [Dm]
[Am] [Dm]
[C] [Am] [Dm] [Em]
[Dm] [E]
[F] [Gm] [Am]
[Dm]
[Am]
[G] [Am]
[Dm] [Am]
[Dm] [A]
[Dm] I wish I [C] was calm and [Dm] could handle the pain,
[Am] [Dm] I'd write to [C] my lover [Dm] and to our [Em]
[Dm] loving man.
I would tell of another grief [Gm] and woe that [Dm] I'd tender,
I would wish that not [Am] pity on the [G] flower [Dm]
when it [Am] dies.
[Dm] [Am]
[Dm] As I was [C] a-walking [Dm] and talking [G] [Dm] one day,
[Am] [Dm] I met my [C] own true love [Dm] as [G] he came [Dm] that way.
Though the meeting [Gm] was a pleasure, though the [Dm] parting was a woe,
for I found [Am] how sordid [G] he'd kiss me, [Dm] and then he'd go.
[A] [Am]
[Dm] [A]
[D] Oh, the cuckoo, [C] she's a pretty bird, [Dm] she sings [Em] as [Am] she [Dm] flies.
[A] [D] She bringeth [C] good tidings, [Dm] she [Em] telleth [Dm] no lies.
[F] She [Bb] sucketh white [Dm] flowers [Bb] far to keep her [Dm] pies clear,
[Am] [Bb] She'll through the [G] [Dm]
[Am] [Dm]
[Am] summer
[Dm] [Am] [Bb]
[Am] [G]
[F] draweth [D]
near.
[Dm] [G] [C] [Dm]
[Am] [Dm]
[Am] [D] Oh, the [E] cuckoo, [C] she's a pretty [Dm] bird, she [Em] sings as she [Dm] flies.
[Am] [D] She [E] bringeth [C] good tidings, [Dm] she [Em] telleth [Am] no [Dm] lies.
[E]
[F] She [Gm] sucketh white flowers for to keep [Dm] her barn,
she's the [Am] [Dm] cuckoo the [G] summer [C]
[D] doth near.
[Am]
[Dm] [Am]
[Dm] As I was [C] a-walking [Dm] and [G] talking [Dm] one [Am] day,
[Dm] I met [E] my [C] own true love [Dm] as he [G] came [Dm] that way.
Though the [Bb] meeting was a pleasure, [Gm] though the [Dm] parting was a woe,
for I found how sordid he'd [G] kiss me, [Am] and [Dm] then he'd go.
[Am]
[Dm] [Am]
[Dm] I wish I [C] was calm [Dm] and could [G] handle [Dm] the pain,
[Am] [Dm] I'd write to [C] my lover [Dm] and to our [Em]
[Dm] loving man.
I would tell of [Gm] another grief and woe that I'd tender,
[Dm]
I would wish that [Am] not pity on the [G] flower [Dm]
when it [Am] dies.
[Dm] [Am]
[Dm] [C]
[Dm] [Em] [Dm]
[Am] [Dm]
[C] [Am] [Dm] [Em]
[Dm] [E]
[F] [Gm] [Am]
[Dm]
[Am]
[G] [Am]
[Dm] [Am]
[Dm] [A]
[Dm] I wish I [C] was calm and [Dm] could handle the pain,
[Am] [Dm] I'd write to [C] my lover [Dm] and to our [Em]
[Dm] loving man.
I would tell of another grief [Gm] and woe that [Dm] I'd tender,
I would wish that not [Am] pity on the [G] flower [Dm]
when it [Am] dies.
[Dm] [Am]
[Dm] As I was [C] a-walking [Dm] and talking [G] [Dm] one day,
[Am] [Dm] I met my [C] own true love [Dm] as [G] he came [Dm] that way.
Though the meeting [Gm] was a pleasure, though the [Dm] parting was a woe,
for I found [Am] how sordid [G] he'd kiss me, [Dm] and then he'd go.
[A] [Am]
[Dm] [A]
[D] Oh, the cuckoo, [C] she's a pretty bird, [Dm] she sings [Em] as [Am] she [Dm] flies.
[A] [D] She bringeth [C] good tidings, [Dm] she [Em] telleth [Dm] no lies.
[F] She [Bb] sucketh white [Dm] flowers [Bb] far to keep her [Dm] pies clear,
[Am] [Bb] She'll through the [G] [Dm]
[Am] [Dm]
[Am] summer
[Dm] [Am] [Bb]
[Am] [G]
[F] draweth [D]
near.
Key:
Dm
Am
C
G
Em
Dm
Am
C
[Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ [Dm] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [D] Oh, the [E] cuckoo, [C] she's a pretty [Dm] bird, she [Em] sings as she [Dm] _ flies.
[Am] _ _ [D] She [E] bringeth [C] good tidings, [Dm] she [Em] telleth [Am] no [Dm] _ lies.
_ [E]
[F] She [Gm] sucketh white flowers for to keep [Dm] her _ _ _ _ _ _ barn,
she's the [Am] [Dm] cuckoo the [G] summer [C]
[D] doth near.
[Am] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[Dm] As I was [C] a-walking [Dm] and [G] talking [Dm] one _ [Am] day,
_ [Dm] I met [E] my [C] own true love [Dm] as he [G] came [Dm] that _ way. _
Though the [Bb] meeting was a pleasure, [Gm] though the [Dm] parting was a woe,
_ _ for I found how sordid he'd [G] kiss me, [Am] and [Dm] then he'd go.
_ [Am] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[Dm] I wish I [C] was calm [Dm] and could [G] handle [Dm] the _ pain,
[Am] _ [Dm] I'd write to [C] my lover [Dm] and to our [Em]
[Dm] loving _ man. _
I would tell of [Gm] another grief and woe that I'd tender,
[Dm] _ _ _
_ _ I would wish that [Am] not pity on the [G] flower _ [Dm]
when it _ [Am] dies. _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Em] _ [Dm] _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[C] _ _ [Am] _ [Dm] _ _ [Em] _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
[F] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _
[Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [A] _ _
[Dm] I wish I [C] was calm and [Dm] could handle the pain,
_ [Am] _ [Dm] I'd write to [C] my lover [Dm] and to our [Em]
[Dm] loving _ man.
I would tell of another grief [Gm] and woe that [Dm] I'd tender, _ _ _ _
_ I would wish that not [Am] pity on the [G] flower _ [Dm]
when it _ _ [Am] dies. _
[Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[Dm] As I was [C] a-walking [Dm] and talking [G] [Dm] one day,
[Am] _ _ [Dm] I met my [C] own true love [Dm] as [G] he came [Dm] that way.
_ Though the meeting [Gm] was a pleasure, though the [Dm] parting was a woe,
_ _ for I found [Am] how sordid [G] he'd kiss me, [Dm] and then he'd go.
_ [A] _ [Am] _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [A] _ _
[D] Oh, the cuckoo, [C] she's a pretty bird, [Dm] she sings [Em] as [Am] she [Dm] flies.
[A] _ _ _ [D] She bringeth [C] good tidings, [Dm] she [Em] telleth [Dm] no _ lies. _
[F] She [Bb] sucketh white [Dm] flowers [Bb] far to keep her [Dm] pies clear,
_ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] [Bb] She'll through the [G] _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ [Am] summer _
[Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [Bb] _
[Am] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[F] draweth [D] _ _ _ _
near. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ [Dm] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [D] Oh, the [E] cuckoo, [C] she's a pretty [Dm] bird, she [Em] sings as she [Dm] _ flies.
[Am] _ _ [D] She [E] bringeth [C] good tidings, [Dm] she [Em] telleth [Am] no [Dm] _ lies.
_ [E]
[F] She [Gm] sucketh white flowers for to keep [Dm] her _ _ _ _ _ _ barn,
she's the [Am] [Dm] cuckoo the [G] summer [C]
[D] doth near.
[Am] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[Dm] As I was [C] a-walking [Dm] and [G] talking [Dm] one _ [Am] day,
_ [Dm] I met [E] my [C] own true love [Dm] as he [G] came [Dm] that _ way. _
Though the [Bb] meeting was a pleasure, [Gm] though the [Dm] parting was a woe,
_ _ for I found how sordid he'd [G] kiss me, [Am] and [Dm] then he'd go.
_ [Am] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[Dm] I wish I [C] was calm [Dm] and could [G] handle [Dm] the _ pain,
[Am] _ [Dm] I'd write to [C] my lover [Dm] and to our [Em]
[Dm] loving _ man. _
I would tell of [Gm] another grief and woe that I'd tender,
[Dm] _ _ _
_ _ I would wish that [Am] not pity on the [G] flower _ [Dm]
when it _ [Am] dies. _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Em] _ [Dm] _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[C] _ _ [Am] _ [Dm] _ _ [Em] _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
[F] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _
[Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [A] _ _
[Dm] I wish I [C] was calm and [Dm] could handle the pain,
_ [Am] _ [Dm] I'd write to [C] my lover [Dm] and to our [Em]
[Dm] loving _ man.
I would tell of another grief [Gm] and woe that [Dm] I'd tender, _ _ _ _
_ I would wish that not [Am] pity on the [G] flower _ [Dm]
when it _ _ [Am] dies. _
[Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[Dm] As I was [C] a-walking [Dm] and talking [G] [Dm] one day,
[Am] _ _ [Dm] I met my [C] own true love [Dm] as [G] he came [Dm] that way.
_ Though the meeting [Gm] was a pleasure, though the [Dm] parting was a woe,
_ _ for I found [Am] how sordid [G] he'd kiss me, [Dm] and then he'd go.
_ [A] _ [Am] _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [A] _ _
[D] Oh, the cuckoo, [C] she's a pretty bird, [Dm] she sings [Em] as [Am] she [Dm] flies.
[A] _ _ _ [D] She bringeth [C] good tidings, [Dm] she [Em] telleth [Dm] no _ lies. _
[F] She [Bb] sucketh white [Dm] flowers [Bb] far to keep her [Dm] pies clear,
_ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] [Bb] She'll through the [G] _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ [Am] summer _
[Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [Bb] _
[Am] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[F] draweth [D] _ _ _ _
near. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _