Barbara Dickson

Lovely Joan(Chords)

Barbara Dickson

Key: D

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Capo on 2nd fret
	        


Intro: D 

verse 1: 
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A fine young man it was indeed 
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He mounted upon his milk white steed 
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He rode, he rode, himself all alone 
  C      G       D 
Until he came to Lovely Joan 


verse 2: 
      C       G      D 
'Good morning to you my pretty maid' 
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And 'Twice good morning, sir' she said 
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He tipped her the wink, she rolled a dark eye 
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Said he to himself, 'I'll be there by and by' 


verse 3: 
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'Oh, don't you think these pooks of hay 
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A pretty place for us to play 
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So come with me my sweet young thing 
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And I'll give you my golden ring' 


verse 4: 
     C         G               D 
Then he pulled off his ring of gold 
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'My pretty little miss, do you this behold 
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I'll freely give it for your maidenhead' 
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Her cheeks they blushed like the roses red 


Instrumental: C  G  D   C   G  D  C  G  D  G  C  G  D 


VERSE 5: 
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'Give me that ring into my hand 
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And I will neither stay nor stand 
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For this would do more good to me 
     C      G     D 
Than twenty maidenheads' said she 


VERSE 6: 
    C     G            D 
And as he made for the pooks of hay 
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She leaped on his horse and tore away 
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He called, he called, but it was all in vain 
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For Joan, she never looked back again 


VERSE 7: 
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Nor did she think herself quite safe 
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Not till she came to her true lover's gate 
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She's robbed him of his horse and ring 
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And left him to rage in the meadows green 


OUTRO: C  G  D   C   G  D  C  G  D  G  C  G  D
	        

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