Henrik Norbeck's ABC Tunes

Display tune: What Put the Blood on Your Right Shoulder Son?

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X:118
T:What Put the Blood on Your Right Shoulder Son?
R:song
Z:id:hn-song-118
M:4/4
L:1/8
Q:1/4=120
K:Edor
E4 E2D2 | E2F2 G2E2 | F2D2 (B,2C2) | D8 |
B6B2 | A2F2 D2F2 | A8- | A6
B2 | B4 (BA)G2 | A4 A2B2 | E3F E2D2 | B,4
B,2D2 | E4 E4 | D4 A4 | (G6 FE | F4)
G2F2 | (E2F2) (E2D2) | (B,2A,2) (B,2D2) | E8 | z8 ||
W:Where have you been all the whole day long?
W:Son, come tell it unto me
W:A-fishing and a-fowling the whole day long
W:All through mother's treachery,
W:all through mother's treachery
W:
W:What put the blood on your right shoulder?
W:Son, come tell it unto me
W:'Twas the killing of a hare that I killed today
W:That I killed right manfully, that I killed right manfully
W:
W:The blood of a hare, it would never be so red
W:Son, come tell it unto me
W:'Twas the killing of a boy that I killed today
W:That I killed most brutally, that I killed most brutally
W:
W:What came between yourself and the boy?
W:Son, come tell it unto me
W:It was mostly the cutting of a rod
W:That would never become a tree, that would never become a tree
W:
W:What will you do when your daddy finds out?
W:Son, come tell it unto me
W:I will put my foot on board a ship
W:And sail to a foreign country, and sail to a foreign country
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W:What will you do with your lovely wedded wife?
W:Son, come tell it unto me
W:She can put her foot on board of a ship
W:And sail there after me, and sail there after me
W:
W:What will you do with your two fine young babes?
W:Son, come tell it unto me
W:I'll give one to my father and the other to my mother
W:For to keep them company, for to keep them company
W:
W:What will you do with your two fine racehorses?
W:Son, come tell it unto me.
W:I will take the bridles off their necks
W:For they'll run no more for me, for they'll run no more for me.
W:
W:What will you do with your two fine greyhounds?
W:Son, come tell it unto me.
W:I will take the leads all off their necks
W:For they'll run no more for me, they'll run no more for me.
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W:What will you do with your house and your lands?
W:Son, come tell it unto me
W:I will lay them bare to the birds of the air
W:For there's no more welcome there for me, for there's no more welcome there for me


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