A-roving On A Winters Night chords by Doc Watson

Chords with lyrics

From the album 'The Vanguard Years'


Introduction:

D MajorD A augmentedA E MajorE A augmentedA


Verse 1:

A augmentedA       E7E7    A augmentedA
A-rovin' on a winter's night
        E7E7  D MajorD  A augmentedA
And a-drinkin' good old wine,
A augmentedA     D MajorD     A augmentedA       F# minorF#m
Thinkin' about that pretty little girl,
F# minorF#m  A augmentedA     E7E7    A augmentedA
Thats broke this heart of mine.

Verse 2:

A augmentedA         E7E7   A augmentedA
She is just like a butter rose,
          E7E7  D MajorD A augmentedA
That bloomed in the month of June.
A augmentedA      D MajorD    A augmentedA   F# minorF#m
Or like some musical instrument,
F# minorF#m  A augmentedA     E7E7   A augmentedA
That's just been lately tuned.

Instrumental:

A augmentedA E7E7 A augmentedA

A augmentedA E7E7 D MajorD A augmentedA

A augmentedA D MajorD A augmentedA  F# minorF#m

F# minorF#m A augmentedA E7E7 A augmentedA


Verse 3:

A augmentedA            E7E7   A augmentedA
Perhaps it's a trip to a foreign land,
     E7E7   D MajorD A augmentedA
A majorA trip to France or Spain,
A augmentedA        D MajorD      A augmentedA  F# minorF#m
But if I should go ten thousand miles,
F# minorF#m  A augmentedA   E7E7  A augmentedA
I'm a-comin' back again.

Verse 4:

A augmentedA                E7E7     A augmentedA
And it's who's a-gonna shoe your poor little feet,
          E7E7  D MajorD      A augmentedA
Honey who's a-gonna glove your little hands?
A augmentedA       D MajorD   A augmentedA       F# minorF#m
Who's a-gonna kiss your sweet sweetlips,
F# minorF#m      A augmentedA    E7E7   A augmentedA
Tell me, who's a-gonna be your man?

Verse 5:

A augmentedA           E7E7    A augmentedA
I'll love you till the sea runs dry,
A augmentedA         E7E7  D MajorD   A augmentedA
And the rocks all melt in the sun.
A augmentedA     D MajorD     A augmentedA  F# minorF#m
I love you till the day I die,
F# minorF#m    A augmentedA  E7E7     A augmentedA
Though you will never be my own.

Verse 6:

A augmentedA       E7E7    A augmentedA
A-rovin' on a winter's night
        E7E7 D MajorD  A augmentedA
And a-drinkin' good old wine,
A augmentedA     D MajorD     A augmentedA       F# minorF#m
Thinkin' about that pretty little girl,
F# minorF#m A augmentedA     E7E7    A augmentedA