Come Away Bonnie Lad Lyrics And guitar Chords
This old folk song is part of the Scottish folk song lyrics and chords on this site. Recorded by Ella Roberts and Sons Of Erin.
The ukulele chord shames are included. Intro: D-D-G-D D-A-D-D Come a(D)way bonnie lad, it’s (G)making me (D)sad I’ve loved you these twenty long (A)years You’re as (D)pure as the heather my (G)bonnie wee (D)lad Come away it is the (A)fifes that I (D)hear. You’re the (D)lightness, my son of your (G)father who’s (D)gone From the earth and I well do re(A)call T’was a (D)morning like this when he (G)chanced for to (D)hear The fifes calling (A)out one and (D)all. If you (D)follow the fifes you will (G)ne’er see a(D)gain The sweet purple heather in (A)bloom I (D)once said the same to your (G)father in (D)vain As the fife was lure (A)playing their (D)tune. Play one verse instrumentally Come a(D)way it is the fifes, they’re (G)playing a (D)tune For the likes of you to be (A)ready They’re (D)playing a tune I re(G)member so (D)well When I last saw your (A)father, dear (D)laddie. Come a(D)way bonnie lad, t’is/this? (G) ..... t’is (D)sad When I hear of a yonder blue (A)heather T’is the (D)pipers again calling (G)out the young (D)men To die in the (A)fields of en(D)deavour. Repeat 1st verse D-A-D-D |
Above are the chord shames for the Ukulele.
Alternative chords in the key of G.
Come a(G)way bonnie lad, it’s (C)making me (G)sad I’ve loved you these twenty long (D)years You’re as (G)pure as the heather my (C)bonnie wee (G)lad Come away it is the (D)fifes that I (G)hear. You’re the (G)lightness, my son of your (C)father who’s (G)gone From the earth and I well do re(D)call T’was a (G)morning like this when he (C)chanced for to (G)hear The fifes calling (D)out one and (G)all. If you (G)follow the fifes you will (C)ne’er see a(G)gain The sweet purple heather in (D)bloom I (G)once said the same to your (C)father in (G)vain As the fife was lure (D)playing their (G)tune. Play one verse instrumentally Come a(G)way it is the fifes, they’re (C)playing a (G)tune For the likes of you to be (D)ready They’re (G)playing a tune I re(C)member so (G)well When I last saw your (D)father, dear (G)laddie. Come a(G)way bonnie lad, t’is/this? (C) ..... t’is (G)sad When I hear of a yonder blue (D)heather T’is the (G)pipers again calling (C)out the young (G)men To die in the (D)fields of en(G)deavour. |