Tablature mary of the wild moor - Scuba Divers

          



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  From: Gene L. Graham <ah827@rgfn.epcc.edu>

  Date: Tuesday, April 28, 1998 7:56 PM

  Subject: MARY OF THE WILD MOOR

  

  

  MARY OF THE WILD MOOR

  Recorded by Charlie Moore

  

  [D] Was on one [A7] cold winter's [D] night

  And the wind blew a-[E7] cross the wild [A7] moor

  Poor [D] Mary came [A7] wand'ring with a [D] child in her [G] arms

  And she [D] stopped at her [A7] own father's [D] door.

  

  [D] Oh, father, oh [A7] father, she [D] cried

  Come down and [E7] open the [A7] door

  Or [D] this child in my [A7] arms, will [D] perish and [G] die

  From the [D] winds that blow [A7] across the wild [D] moor.

  

  Oh why did I leave this fair spot

  Where once I was happy and free

  This wide world to roam, with no friends or no home

  And no one to have pity on me.

  

  But the father was deaf to her cry

  Not the sound of her voice, did he hear

  For the watch dogs did howl and the village bells tolled

  And the winds blew across the wild moor.

  

  Oh, how the old man must have felt

  When he opened the door, the next morn'

  And found Mary dead, but the child still alive

  Clasped close in it's dead mother's arms.

  

  In anguish, he pulled his gray hair

  And the tears, down his cheeks, they did pour

  When he saw how that night, they had perished and died

  From the winds that blow across the wild moor.

  

  The old man, his life, pined away

  And the child, to it's mother, went soon

  And no one they say, lives there to this day

  And the old house, to ruin, has gone.

  

  But the villagers point out the spot

  And the willows droop over the door

  Where poor mary died, once a sweet village bride

  From the winds that blow across the wild moor. 


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 Mary of the wild moor, de Scuba divers 

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