Chords for Rhiannon Giddens with Francesco Turrisi - Little Margaret - 4/30/2019 - Paste Studios - New York, NY
Tempo:
99.15 bpm
Chords used:
C
Em
F
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Em] [C]
Little Margaret sitting in her high-haul chair, combing back her long yellow hair.
Saw Sweet William and his new maid, Brad, riding up the road so near.
She threw down her ivory comb, threw back her long yellow hair.
She said, I'll go down and bid him farewell, and I'll never more go there.
It was late in the night, they were fast asleep.
Little Margaret appeared all dressed in white, standing at their bed feet.
Saying, how do you like your snow-white pillow?
How do you like your sheet?
Saying, how do you like that pretty fair maid who lays in your arms asleep?
Very well, do I like my snow-white pillow.
Well, do I like my sheet.
Much better do I like that pretty fair maid who stands at my bed feet.
He called the servant man to go, settled the dappled roll.
And he rode for her father's house that night, knocked on the door alone.
Saying, is Little Margaret in her room, or is she in the hall?
Little Margaret's in her cold black coffin, with her face turned toward the wall.
Unfold, unfold those snow-white robes.
Be they ever so fine, for I want to kiss those cold, cold lips.
For I know they'll never kiss mine.
Three times he kissed her cold, cold hand.
Twice he kissed her cheek.
Once he kissed her cold, cold lips.
And he fell in her arms [F] [C]
Little Margaret sitting in her high-haul chair, combing back her long yellow hair.
Saw Sweet William and his new maid, Brad, riding up the road so near.
She threw down her ivory comb, threw back her long yellow hair.
She said, I'll go down and bid him farewell, and I'll never more go there.
It was late in the night, they were fast asleep.
Little Margaret appeared all dressed in white, standing at their bed feet.
Saying, how do you like your snow-white pillow?
How do you like your sheet?
Saying, how do you like that pretty fair maid who lays in your arms asleep?
Very well, do I like my snow-white pillow.
Well, do I like my sheet.
Much better do I like that pretty fair maid who stands at my bed feet.
He called the servant man to go, settled the dappled roll.
And he rode for her father's house that night, knocked on the door alone.
Saying, is Little Margaret in her room, or is she in the hall?
Little Margaret's in her cold black coffin, with her face turned toward the wall.
Unfold, unfold those snow-white robes.
Be they ever so fine, for I want to kiss those cold, cold lips.
For I know they'll never kiss mine.
Three times he kissed her cold, cold hand.
Twice he kissed her cheek.
Once he kissed her cold, cold lips.
And he fell in her arms [F] [C]
Key:
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Cm
C
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[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Little Margaret sitting in her high-haul chair, _ _ combing back her long yellow hair.
_ _ Saw Sweet William and his new maid, Brad, _ _ riding up the road so near.
_ She threw down her ivory comb, threw back her long yellow hair.
She said, I'll go down and bid him farewell, and I'll never more _ go there.
_ _ _ _ _ It was late in the night, they were fast asleep.
Little Margaret appeared all dressed in white, standing at their bed feet.
_ _ _ _ Saying, how do you like your snow-white pillow?
_ _ _ How do you like your sheet?
_ _ _ Saying, how do you like that pretty fair maid who lays in your arms asleep?
_ _ _ _ _ Very well, do I like my snow-white pillow.
_ _ Well, do I like my sheet.
_ _ _ Much better do I like that pretty fair maid who stands at my bed feet.
_ _ _ _ _ He called the servant man to go, settled the dappled roll.
And he rode for her father's house that night, knocked on the _ door alone. _
Saying, is Little Margaret in her room, or is she in the hall?
Little Margaret's in her cold black coffin, _ _ with her face turned toward _ _ _ _ the wall. _ _ _ _ _
Unfold, unfold those snow-white robes. _
Be they ever so fine, _ _ for I want to kiss those cold, cold lips.
For I know they'll never _ kiss _ _ mine. _ _ _ _
Three times he kissed her cold, cold hand. _
Twice he kissed her cheek. _ _
Once he kissed her cold, cold lips.
And he fell in her arms [F] _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Little Margaret sitting in her high-haul chair, _ _ combing back her long yellow hair.
_ _ Saw Sweet William and his new maid, Brad, _ _ riding up the road so near.
_ She threw down her ivory comb, threw back her long yellow hair.
She said, I'll go down and bid him farewell, and I'll never more _ go there.
_ _ _ _ _ It was late in the night, they were fast asleep.
Little Margaret appeared all dressed in white, standing at their bed feet.
_ _ _ _ Saying, how do you like your snow-white pillow?
_ _ _ How do you like your sheet?
_ _ _ Saying, how do you like that pretty fair maid who lays in your arms asleep?
_ _ _ _ _ Very well, do I like my snow-white pillow.
_ _ Well, do I like my sheet.
_ _ _ Much better do I like that pretty fair maid who stands at my bed feet.
_ _ _ _ _ He called the servant man to go, settled the dappled roll.
And he rode for her father's house that night, knocked on the _ door alone. _
Saying, is Little Margaret in her room, or is she in the hall?
Little Margaret's in her cold black coffin, _ _ with her face turned toward _ _ _ _ the wall. _ _ _ _ _
Unfold, unfold those snow-white robes. _
Be they ever so fine, _ _ for I want to kiss those cold, cold lips.
For I know they'll never _ kiss _ _ mine. _ _ _ _
Three times he kissed her cold, cold hand. _
Twice he kissed her cheek. _ _
Once he kissed her cold, cold lips.
And he fell in her arms [F] _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _