The Maid That Sold The Barley chords

It's c[C]old and r[Em]aw the no[Fmaj7]rth winds bl[G]ow
Bla[Am]ck in the mo[G]rning ear[Am]ly,
When a[C]ll the h[Em]ills were [Fmaj7]covered with s[C]now
Oh th[Am]en it was w[G]inter fa[Am]irly.
As [Am]I was r[Em]iding [C]o'er the m[Am]oor
I [C]met a fa[Fmaj7]rmer's dau[E]ghter
Her ch[C]erry ch[Em]eeks and slow[Fmaj7] -black h[G]air
The[Am]y caused my h[G]eart to f[Am]alter.

I b[C]owed my b[Em]onnet v[Fma7]ery l[G]ow
To [Am]let her k[G]now my m[Am]eaning.
She a[C]nswered w[Em]ith a c[Fmaj7]ourteous s[C]mile
Here l[Am]ooks they[G] were eng[Am]aging.
"W[Am]here are [Em]you bound[C] my pre[Am]tty maid
It's n[C]ow in the m[Fmaj7]orning e[E]arly?"
The a[C]nswer that [Em]she m[Fma7]ade to [G]me,
"[Am]Kind sir,[G] to sell[Am] my barley."

"[C]Now twe[Em]nty guinea[Fmaj7]s I've in[G] my purse
And t[Am]wenty mo[G]re that's y[Am]early.
You ne[C]ed not go [Em]to the m[Fmaj7]arket t[C]own
For I[Am]'ll buy a[G]ll your b[Am]arley.
If tw[Am]enty gu[Em]ineas-would g[C]ain the h[Am]eart
Of the m[C]aid I l[Fmaj7]ove so de[E]arly,
All f[C]or to t[Em]arry with-me[Fma7] one n[G]ight
And [Am]go home in the m[G]orning e[Am]arly."

As [C]I was r[Em]iding [Fmaj7]o'er the mo[G]or
The [A]very ev[G]ening a[Am]fter,
It [C]was my fo[Em]rtune [Fmaj7]for to me[C]et
The f[Am]armer's o[G]nly dau[Am]ghter.
Alth[Am]ough the w[Em]eather-being c[C]old and r[Am]aw
With [C]her I th[Fmaj7]ought to p[E]arley
The a[C]nswer that[Em] she [Fmaj7]made to [G]me,
"[Am]Kind sir, I[G]'ve sold[Am] my barley."