The Lammas Tide chords by The Corries

• Capo on 5th

Key: C

Verse 1:
       G              C      G
Now it fell about the Lammas Tide
         G       D          G
When the muirmen whin their hay
    G               C         G
The doughty Douglas bound him ride
     G                  D
Into England to drive a prey
   G                 C       G
He chose the Gordons and the Grahams
    G                  D
The Lindsays light and gay
        G                 C       G
But the Jardines wad’ not wi’ him ride
         G      D       G
And they rue it to this day

Verse 2:
    G                     C        G
Now he has burned all the dales o’ Tyne
    G       D       G
And part o’ Bamburghshire
G                    C         G
Three tall towers on Reedswire fells
   G                D
He left them all on fire
G                 C    G
He marched up tae Newcastle
    G            D
And raided round about
        G                 C       G
Sayin’ “Wha’s the Lord o’ this castle
    G         D     G
And wha’s the Lady o’t ”


Verse 3:
     G                C     G
Then up bespake proud Percy there
    G      D        G
And oh but he spake high
 G                C       G
“I am the Lord o’ this castle
   G               D
My wife’s the Lady gay”
    G                    C       G
“If thou art the Lord o’ this castle
    G               D
Sae weel it pleases me
    G                C      G
For e’er I cross the border fells
    G      D        G
The ane o’ us shall dee”


Verse 4:
        G                 C      G
Then he took a lang spear in his hand
G            D     G
Shod wi’ the metal free
G                C       G
For tae meet the Douglas there
   G                 D
He rade right furiously
    G               C    G
But oh how pale his lady looked
     G              D
Frae off the castle wall
     G               C        G
When down before the Scottish spear
    G         D     G
She saw proud Percy fall


Verse 5:
       G              C      G
Now it fell about the Lammas Tide
         G       D          G
When the muirmen whin their hay
    G               C         G
The doughty Douglas bound him ride
     G                  D
Into England to drive a prey
   G                 C       G
He chose the Gordons and the Grahams
    G                  D
The Lindsays light and gay
        G                 C       G
But the Jardines wad’ not wi’ him ride
         G      D       G
And they rue it to this day