Dens Of Yarrow

Am G Am G Am G There were seven sons and two of them twins Am There were seven sons in Yarrow C G And they all did fight for their own true love Am G Am G In the dewy, dewy dens of Yarrow Am G "Oh mother dear, I dreamed a dream Am A dream of grief and sorrow C G I dreamed I saw my own true love Am G Am G In the dewy, dewy dens of Yarrow" Am G "Oh daughter dear, I saw your dream Am Your dream of grief and sorrow C G Your love today is laying slain Am G Am G In the dewy, dewy dens of Yarrow" Am G She sought him up, she sought him down Am She sought him all through Yarrow C G And there she found him lying slain Am G Am G In the dewy, dewy dens of Yarrow Am G Her hair, it was three quarters long Am And the colour of it was yellow C G She wrapped it around his middle so small Am G Am G And carried him home from Yarrow Am G "Oh mother dear, come make my bed Am Come make it soft and narrow C G For my true love has died tonight Am G Am G In the dewy, dewy dens of Yarrow" Am G She dressed herself in clean white clothes Am And away to the waters of Yarrow C G And there she lay her sweet self down Am G Am G And died on the banks of Yarrow Am G There were seven sons and two of them twins Am There were seven sons in Yarrow C G And they all did fight for their own true love Am G Am G In the dewy, dewy dens of Yarrow