Blackbirds and Thrushes

English Trad.

Moderato D

Bm Em A7

As I was a - walk - ing for my re - cre - a - tion, A -

D F#m E7 A7

down by the gar - dens I si - lent - ly strayed, I

D G Bm A7

heard a fair maid mak - ing great la - men ta - tion, Crying:

D Em A7 D

Jim - my will be slain in the wars Im a - fraid.

2. The blackbirds and thrushes sang in the green bushes;

The wood-dovs and the larks seemd to mourn for this maid;
And the song that she sang was concerning her lover:
My Jimmy will be slain in the wars Im afraid.

3. Her cheeks blushed like roses, her arms full of posies,

She strayd in the meadows and, weeping, she said:
My heart it is aching, my poor heart is breaking
For Jimmy will be slain in the wars Im afraid.

4. When Jimmy returned with his heart full of burning,

He found his dear Nancy all dead in her grave.
He cried: Im forsaken, my poor heart is breaking,
O would that I never had left this fair maid!

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