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Turtledove
Another blast from my past, I remember hearing this on an old 78 record of my dad's. I don't think I have heard it anywhere else. The tune is very sweet, and it is a lovely song...
Am E7 Am Dm Am Dm Am Em Am
Oh can you see yon little turtle dove sitting under the mulberry tree
Am Dm Am
See how that she doth mourn for her true love
G Am C Dm Am E7 Am
As I my love shall mourn for thee. As I shall mourn for thee.
Am E7 Am Dm Am Dm Am Em Am
The crow that's black, my little turtle dove, shall change its color to white
Am Dm Am
Before I'm false to the maiden that I love
G Am C Dm Am E7 Am
The noonday shall be night, my dear, the noonday shall be night.
Am E7 Am Dm Am Dm Am Em Am
The hills shall fly, my little turtledove, the roaring billows burn
Am Dm Am
Before I'm false to the maiden that I love
G Am C Dm Am E7 Am
Or I a traitor turn, my dear, or I a traitor turn.
Am E7 Am Dm Am Dm Am Em Am
Oh can you see yon little turtle dove sitting under the mulberry tree
Am Dm Am
See how that she doth mourn for her true love
G Am C Dm Am E7 Am
As I my love shall mourn for thee. As I shall mourn for thee.
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