The Unquiet Grave

Cm Ab Eb Bb Cold blows the wind today my love, Cm Bb Gm and gently drops the rain. Cm Ab Eb Bb I only had but one true love, Cm F Cm and in cold grave she was lain. Eb Bb Gm I do as much for my true love, Cm Gm as any young man may. Cm Ab Eb Bb I'll sit and mourn all on the grave Cm F Cm for a twelfth-month and a day. Cm Ab Eb Bb When the twelfth month and one day was past, Cm Gm the ghost began to speak: Cm Ab Eb Bb "Why sittist here all on my grave, Cm F Cm and will not let me sleep?" Eb Bb Gm "There is one thing that I want sweetheart, Cm Eb Bb there is one thing that I crave, Cm F Eb Bb And that is a kiss from your lily white lips Cm F Cm that I'll go from your grave." Cm Ab Eb Bb "My lips they are as cold as clay, Cm Gm my breath smells earthy strong. Cm Ab Eb Bb And if you kiss my cold clay lips, Cm F Cm your time will not be long. Eb Bb Gm Go fetch me water from the desert, Cm Ab Eb Bb and blood from out of stone. Cm F Eb Bb Go fetch me milk from a fair maid's breast, Cm F Cm that a young man never had known". Cm Ab Eb Bb 'Twas down in yonder garden green, Cm Gm of where we used to walk. Cm Ab Eb Bb The finest flower that ever I saw, Cm F Cm is withered to a stalk. Eb Bb Gm The stalk is withered and dry sweetheart, Cm Ab Eb Bb the flower will ne'er return. Cm F Eb Bb And since I lost my own true love, Cm F Cm what can I do but mourn? Cm Ab Eb Bb "When shall we meet again sweetheart? Cm Gm When shall we meet again?" Cm Ab Eb Bb "When the oaken leaves that fall from the trees Cm F Cm are green and spring out again". Eb Bb Gm The stalk is withered and dried my love, Cm Ab Eb Bb So will our hearts decay. Cm F Eb Bb So make yourself content my love, Cm F Cm Til God calls you away.