The Arbutus Chords & Lyrics - Gordon Bok

[INTRO]
[Am] [Em] [Am] [Em] [Am] [G]

[VERSE]
Our [Am]king, he has a [C]daughter [G]fair
Ar[F]butus [G]is her [Am]name [Em]
And [F]he has [G]gone a [C]soldier[Em]ing
To the [Dm]court of the king of [G]Spain [Am] [G]

[VERSE]
Where our [Am]harpers sang of her [C]gentle [G]grace
Of her [F]beauty [G]and her [Am]face [Em]
And the [F]Spanish [G]king's de[C]clared his [Em]love
[Dm]Begged she might share his [G]name [Am] [G]

[VERSE]
Our [Am]Irish king, he's [C]hurried [G]home
With all [F]speed he [G]could com[Am]mand [Em]
And [F]there he's [G]told his [C]daughter [Em]fair
He's [Dm]promised away her [G]hand [Am] [G]

[INSTRUMENTAL]
[Am] [C] [G] [F] [G] [Am]
[F] [C] [Em] [Dm] [G] [Am] [G]

[VERSE]
Her [Am]lovely eyes, they [C]filled with [G]tears
And her [F]cheeks were [G]scarlet [Am]red [Em]
"Oh [F]Father, [G]dear, I [C]can't marry [Em]him
I'd [Dm]rather you see me [G]dead"[Am] [G]

[VERSE]
"Oh, but [Am]you shall do as [C]I com[G]mand
I [F]swear it [G]on my [Am]sword [Em]
Go d[F]ress your[G]self in [C]bright [Em]array
I'll [Dm]hear not another [G]word"[Am] [G]

[VERSE]
"But [Am]Father dear, I [C]love a [G]man
Will [F]Winsboro [G]is his [Am]name [Em]
And [F]I'd not [G]leave my [C]own true [Em]love
For the [Dm]hand of the king of [G]Spain"[Am] [G]

[VERSE]
"But I [Am]swore you were a [C]maiden [G]fair
And my [F]Chiefs did [G]all a[Am]gree [Em]
I com[F]mand you [G]now, take [C]off your [Em]gown
That [Dm]I may examine [G]thee"[Am] [G]

[VERSE]
"Oh, [Am]Father dear, don't [C]shame me [G]so
I would [F]rather you [G]see me [Am]dead [Em]
Be[F]fore I'd [G]let your [C]noble [Em]lords
[Dm]Search for my maiden[G]head"[Am] [G]

[VERSE]
"Take [Am]off, take off your [C]very brown [G]gown
And [F]stand u[G]pon the [Am]stone [Em]
For [F]if you [G]be a [C]maiden or [Em]none
The [Dm]truth it must be [G]known"[Am] [G]

[VERSE]
So [Am]she's taken off her [C]very brown [G]gown
And [F]she's let the [G]gown fall [Am]free [Em]
But be[F]fore its [G]hem could [C]touch the [Em]ground
She's [Dm]turned into a [G]tree [Am] [G]

[VERSE]
And her [Am]lover has turned to the [C]gentle [G]breeze
Through he[F]r branches [G]he does [Am]play [Em]
And [F]she has [G]shed her [C]soft brown [Em]bark
'[Dm]Till this [F]very [G]day [Am] [G]