The Blacksmith
- Foster And Allen
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Verse 1
A E A
Twenty years ago last Christmas, came a temper to my wife
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Stole the only flower I cherished, and I vowed I'd have his life
A E A
In the street one day I met him, in my eyes that villain grinned
F# E B D B E
Then the course of Cain came o'er me, 't was on that very day I sinned.
Chorus
E A D B
Sure I dreamed as the hammer strikes the anvil
D E A E
And I dream as the sparks light on the floor
D A E A
Of my true eyed turtle dove, she's the only girl I love
E C#m A
As she stood outside that good old smithy door.
Verse 2
A E A
Twelve months passed then came my trial, in the court I saw my wife
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And I heard her beg for mercy, when they sentenced me for life.
A E A
For twelve long years I read her letters, the only comfort I can tell,
F# E B D B E
When I heard that she was dying, 't was then my lonely spirits fell.
Chorus
E A D B
Sure I dreamed as the hammer strikes the anvil
D E A E
And I dream as the sparks light on the floor
D A E A
Of my true eyed turtle dove, she's the only girl I love
E C#m A
As she stood outside that good old smithy door.
Verse 3
A E A
Late one night I dodged the warder, over the prison wall I sprang
F# E B D B E
Then go home foot sore and weary, at the breaking of the dawn.
A E A
She was glad, so glad to see me, in my arms that night she died,
F# E B D B E
Then the warder rushed the doorway, and they found me there inside.
A E A
When they saw her lifeless body, and I kneeling on the floor
F# E B D B E
They said "Jack my lad we trust you, come back when you've laid her low."
Chorus
E A D B
Sure I dreamed as the hammer strikes the anvil
D E A E
And I dream as the sparks light on the floor
D A E A
Of my true eyed turtle dove, she's the only girl I love
E C#m A
As she stood outside that good old smithy door.











