A Proper Sort Of Gardener chords by June Tabor

Guitar chords with lyrics

Intro:
FF  C majorC  Bb majorBb  DmDm  Bb majorBb  DmDm  G minorGm


Verse:

FF
Once upon a time I found a garden

Bb majorBb                   FF                   C majorC
Picked the brightest things that I could see


   FF
An apron full of Mister Harding's flowers


      Bb majorBb               FF               C majorC
And I didn't know that he was watching me


Bb majorBb               A minorAm            Gm7Gm7
Straight away my mother ran to tell him


Bb majorBb             A minorAm              Gm7Gm7
Wondering what he would say or do


FF              A minorAm                      Bb majorBb
Mister Harding smiled and said, "She's just a little child


  FF                  C majorC                FF
I knew that she'd be picking them for you"

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Verse:

FF
By the fire, dad would tell me stories


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One of them concerned a garden too


          FF
Where the lion and the lamb lay down together


    Bb majorBb           FF                C majorC
And every lovely fruit and flower grew


    Bb majorBb                A minorAm             Gm7Gm7
The gardener sent his children in to play there


  Bb majorBb             A minorAm                Gm7Gm7
Rejoicing in the brightness of the day


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But when they went exploring and took a fruit to taste


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He cursed them both and sent them on their way


Bridge:

Bb majorBb          A minorAm       G minorGm             FF
Even then I realised in my childish mind


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That he wasn't a proper gardener of the Mister Harding kind


Verse:

FF
Mister Harding's garden was all taken


   Bb majorBb              FF                 C majorC
By lesser men with concrete in their minds


FF
Factory chimneys grew instead of daisies


   Bb majorBb               FF             C majorC
No butterflies from that assembly line


   Bb majorBb           A minorAm            Gm7Gm7
My mother faded faster than a flower


Bb majorBb             A minorAm           Gm7Gm7
Dad sat in the darkness and cried


FF              A minorAm             Bb majorBb
Mister Harding moves a little slower than before


    FF                  C majorC                     FF
But still he tends the grave where they both lie


Bridge:

    Bb majorBb                 A minorAm         G minorGm                  FF
Wherever it is they've gone to, I hope that they will find


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A augmentedA proper sort of garden of the Mister Harding kind


Verse:

    Bb majorBb            A minorAm                 Gm7Gm7
The foolish woman sometimes feels despairing


Bb majorBb                 A minorAm           Gm7Gm7
Thinks it seems so very hard to find


    FF              A minorAm              Bb majorBb
The child tries to plant a little, everywhere she goes


     FF                   C majorC              FF
That special love of the Mister Harding kind


Bridge:

Bb majorBb               A minorAm     G minorGm           FF
Someday when I'm older, maybe I will find


          Bb majorBb           FF               C majorC              FF     C majorC  Bb majorBb  FF
That I've grown into a gardener of the Mister Harding kind