The Fair Maid Of Islington - Under The Greenwood Tree chords by June Tabor

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Difficulty: Novice

Intro:
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Verse:
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There was a fair maid of Islington, as I've heard many tell
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And she was going to London town, her pears and apples to sell
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As she was going along the road, a vintner did her espy
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“What shall I give, fair maid,” says he, “one night with you to lie?”
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“Oh, what shall I give, fair maid,” says he, “one night with you to lie?”

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“If you would lay with me one night, you must give to me five pounds.”
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“A match, a match,” the vintner said, “so let this go round.”
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When he had lain with her all night, her money she did crave
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“No, oh no,” the vintner says, “the Devil a penny you'll have!”
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“Oh, no, oh no,” the vintner says, “the Devil a penny you'll have!”

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This maid she made no more ado, but to the justice went
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“This vintner hired a cellar of me and he will not pay the rent.”
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So straight the justice for him sent and asked him the reason why
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That he would pay the maid no rent, to which he did reply

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“Although I hired a cellar of her and the possession was mine
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I never put anything into it, but one small pipe of wine.”
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This maid she being ripe of wit, she straight replied again
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“There lay two butts at the cellar door, why didn't you roll them in?”
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“There lay two butts at the cellar door, why didn't you roll them in?”

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The justice told the vintner plain, if he a tenant be
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He must expect to pay the rent, he could not sit rent-free
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And when the maid her money got, she put it all in her purse
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And clapped her hand on the cellar door and said it was none the worse
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She clapped her hand on the cellar door and said it was none the worse