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The Mummers' Dance

Loreena McKennitt
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
 (dm)When in the springtime C of the year
 (a)When the trees are crowned with (d)leaves
 (d)When the ash and oak, and the C birch and yew
 Are (a)dressed in ribbons (d)fair
 When owls call the breathless moon
 In the blue veil of the night
 The shadows of the trees appear
 Amidst the lantern light
 (d)We've been rambling C all the night
 And G some time of this (d)day
   Now returning  back again
 we  bring  garland  gay .........dBCa(2x)
 Who will go down to those shady groves
 And summon the shadows there
 And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms
 In the springtime of the year
 The songs of birds seem to fill the wood
 That when the fiddler plays
 All their voices can be heard
 Long past their woodland days
 We've rambling....
 And so they linked their hands and danced
 Round in circles and in rows
 And so the journey of the night descends
 When all the shades are gone
 "A garland gay we bring you here
 And at your door we stand
 It is a sprout well budded out
 The work of Our Lord's hand"
 We've rambling.....

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Readable chord sheet for The Mummers' Dance by Loreena McKennitt

[D] [F] [C] [D] [B] [C] [D]

(dm)When in the springtime  C of the year
(a)When the trees are crowned with (d)leaves
(d)When the ash and oak, and the  C birch and yew
Are (a)dressed in ribbons (d)fair

When owls call the breathless moon
In the blue veil of the night
The shadows of the trees appear
Amidst the lantern light

(d)We've been rambling  C all the night
And  G some time of this (d)day
 [D] Now returning  [C] back again
we  [G] bring [A] garland  [D] gay .........dBCa(2x)

Who will go down to those shady groves
And summon the shadows there
And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms
In the springtime of the year

The songs of birds seem to fill the wood
That when the fiddler plays
All their voices can be heard
Long past their woodland days

We've rambling....

And so they linked their hands and danced
Round in circles and in rows
And so the journey of the night descends
When all the shades are gone

"A garland gay we bring you here
And at your door we stand
It is a sprout well budded out
The work of Our Lord's hand"

We've rambling.....

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