Blow Ye Winds

     C
Sing blow ye winds in the morning blow ye winds aye-o
F              C                G7          C
Clear away the runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow

     C
Sing blow ye winds in the morning blow ye winds aye-o
F              C                G7          C
Clear away the runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow

     C
Sing blow ye winds in the morning blow ye winds aye-o
F              C                G7          C
Clear away the runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow

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As I ga'ed oot one morning fair to view the meadows round
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Well there I saw a pretty girl come trippin' o'er the ground

     C
Sing blow ye winds in the morning blow ye winds aye-o
F              C                G7          C
Clear away the runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow

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My father has a milk white steed he keeps it in the stall
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It winnae eat it's hay or corn and it winnae go at all

     C
Sing blow ye winds in the morning blow ye winds aye-o
F              C                G7          C
Clear away the runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow

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I told my tale unto the maid she laughed right in my face
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So I took her off to the horses stall and I put her in the horses place

     C
Sing blow ye winds in the morning blow ye winds aye-o
F              C                G7          C
Clear away the runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow

    C                                             C7
She says this is an awful thing to treat a maiden so
     F                 C             D                 G
Take off the reins and halter and to sea with you I'll go

     C
Sing blow ye winds in the morning blow ye winds aye-o
F              C                G7          C
Clear away the runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow

    C                                               C7
She dressed up in her Sunday best to meet me at the church
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But my lugger sailed the night before and I left her in the lurch

     C
Sing blow ye winds in the morning blow ye winds aye-o
F              C                G7          C
Clear away the runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow

      C                                                  C7
To my fathers farm I can't go back for fear she might be there
        F                C             D              G
And the marriage game is not for me to that I roundly swear

     C
Sing blow ye winds in the morning blow ye winds aye-o
F              C                G7          C
Clear away the runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow

     C
Sing blow ye winds in the morning blow ye winds aye-o
F              C                G7          C
Clear away the runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow

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