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GREENSLEEVES
A[Am]las my [C]love,
you [G]do me [Em]wrong,
to [Am]cast me off so dis[E]courteously,
for [Am]i have [C]loved [G]you so [Em]long,
de[Am]lighting [E7]in your [Am]company.
[Chorus]
[C]greensleeves was [G]all my [Em]joy,
[Am]greensleeves was [E]my delight,
[C]greensleeves was my [G]heart of [Em]gold,
and [Am]who but my [E7]lady [Am]greensleeves.
[Verse 2]
Thy [Am]gown wa[C]s of the gras[G]sy gre[Em]en,
They sl[Am]eeves of satin han[E]ging by,
Whi[Am]ch made[C] thee [G]be our [Em]harvest queen,
A[Am]nd yet th[E7]ou would[Am]st not love me.
[Chorus]
[C]greensleeves was [G]all my [Em]joy,
[Am]greensleeves was [E]my delight,
[C]greensleeves was my [G]heart of [Em]gold,
and [Am]who but my [E7]lady [Am]greensleeves.
[Verse 3]
W[Am]ell, i [C]will pray to [G]God on[Em] high,
That th[Am]ou constancy mayst[E] see,
An[Am]d that [C]yet on[G]ce befo[Em]re i die,
[Am]Thou will[E7] vouchsa[Am]fe to love me.