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The Waybacks - The Return (Chord)
Submitter: Bootsworthy (0) on 12/24/16
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{MELODY (FIRST PART)}

D5/A                        G                        C              D5/A
Long was the hour for the valiant knight that would never be sick or slain

C                        G      D          G       C    G  D5/A
Lonely the bower in the candle light with neither kith nor kin

D5/A                   C         G            Em                D5/A
Storm clouds over the full moon raced, as he swung to the apple gray 

D5/A                      G        C                      G          D5/A
And man and horse to the westward faced on the eve of an All Saints' Day 


{MELODY (FIRST PART)}

D5/A                        G                     C                  D5/A
And lo neath the long green grassy mound laid the bones of his noble steed

C                            G        D                 G    C       G   D5/A
Gone to their graves are his brindled hounds that were never matched for speed

D5/A                       C          G     Em               D5/A
Freed to the wind were his gray hawks wings never to be seen again

D5/A                      G            C                 G    D5/A
Lost were the songs that the young men sing as they ride over plains


{THE WITCH OF THE WESTMERELAND MELODY}


D5/A                    G                    C            D5/A
The rowan shield burned on his breast as the old man rode again

C              G         D            G       C    G   D5/A
Over the rocky Kirkstone crest in the howling wind and rain

D5/A                  C      G              Em                D5/A
Weary the step of his garret stride as they slowly wended down to

D5/A                     G      C                G       D5/A
The banks of the winding water's side all under a palely moon 


D5/A                       G                C               D5/A
Cold was the crack of the raven's cry that echoed from the fell

C                             G       D          G       C     G  D5/A
Fierce were the flames of the morning sky as the burning gates of hell

D5/A                   C      G         Em                  D5/A
Over his breast on the mantle white the rowan shield burned red 

D5/A                         G      C                  G         D5/A
That bare in the rays of the dawning light the berries burst and bled 


{FULL MELODY}

D5/A                           G                        C                 D5/A
Oh where is your hawk and your brindled hounds came the screeching owlets call

C                    G     D                G    C      G  D5/A
Gone to the dank and wormy ground that will lie consume us all

D5/A                     C         G        Em              D5/A
Where is the maid of the jet-black mare who held me fast in sleep

D5/A                G       C                     G      D5/A
Under the long dark winding mere she rests in the watery deep


D5/A                  G            C                  D5/A
He's laid his hand on hunting horn and with his dying breath 

C                        G        D              G         C     G  D5/A
Has blown a blast to the blazing morn that would rouse the angel of death

D5/A                      C      G        Em                D5/A
High in the cusp of the starry night he heard his gray hawk mew 

D5/A                  G       C                 G         D5/A
As out of the misty morning light his ghostly gray hounds flew


{INSTRUMENTAL + SWITCH TO KEY OF A}

B4/E                             A              D              B4/E 
He has gathered a snatch of the golden rod all withered in the wood 

D                         A       E              A       D    A     B4/E  
And scattered it over the water's brim where his ghostly gray hound stood

B4/E                        D          A         F#m                  B4/E  
Flecked was the coat of the live black mare that rose from the watery deep

B4/E                        A        D                       A          B4/E
White were the locks of the maiden's hair and her brown eyes heavy with sleep


B4/E         A              D                B4/E 
Waly waly my noble lord who wakes me from my rest

D                         A         E             A      D   A   B4/E
There's none can heal the wounds of time that lie bloody on your breast

B4/E                   D      A        F#m               B4/E  
Climb from your silver saddle down and swing to my back astride 

B4/E                      A        D                   A       B4/E
Gather your hawk and your brindled hounds and together we will ride 


{ THE WITCH OF THE WESTMERELAND MELODY X2}

B4/E                     A                   D                  B4/E 
His saddle cloth was the velvet blue trimmed round with a silver chain 

D                         A        E      A   D           A     B4/E
He's kissed her pale lips once and twice, and three times round again

B4/E                       D         A           F#m               B4/E 
And over the lake with his hound at heel and his good gray hawk in hand

B4/E                             A        D                        A      B4/E
Rode the knight of the blood red rowan shield and the witch of the Westmereland 

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