Harp Song Of The Dane Women chords by Gordon Bok

Intro:
F#m     C#7  C#7/F#

Verse:

F#m                    Bm
What is a woman, that you forsake her


A             C#m  D            E     F#m
And the hearthfire and the home-acre


               Bm   F#m        Bm        C#7   F#m
To go with the old, grey widow-maker?

Verse:

                    Bm             F#m
She has no house to lay a guest in


              D       Bm          F#m
But one chill bed for all to rest in


         Bm                C#7               F#m
That the pale suns and the stray 'bergs rest in


Verse:

                        Bm           F#m
She has no strong white arms to fold you


                  D         Bm           F#m
But the ten-times-fingering weed to hold you


Bm                         C#7             F#m    Bm    C#7    F#m
Down in the dark where the tide has rolled you


Verse:

             C#m      D
Yet when the signs of summer quicken


        E                   Bm
And the ice breaks, and the birch-buds thicken


A          Bm            C#7      F#m
Yearly you turn from our side and sicken


Verse:

        C#m          D
Sicken again for the blood and the slaughters


    E                 Bm      F#m
You steal away to the lapping waters


    Bm                   C#7        F#m        Bm    C#7    F#m
And look to your ship in her winter quarters


Verse:

                          Bm
You forget our mirth, our talk at the tables


    F#m         D            E            F#m
The kine in the shed and the horse in the stables


Bm                        C#7      F#m       Bm    C#7  F#m
To pitch her sides and go over the cables


Verse:

              C#m           D
Then you ride out where the storm clouds swallow


    E                       Bm        F#m
The sound of your oar-blades, falling hollow


               Bm           C#7       F#m      Bm    C#7
Is all we have left for the months to follow


Verse:

    F#m                 Bm
Ah, what is woman, that you forsake her


A             C#m  D            E     F#m
And the hearthfire and the home-acre


               Bm   F#m        Bm
To go with the old, grey widow-maker?