Willie Of Winsbury chords by Anais Mitchell

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Verse:
A         B11/A
The king has been a prisoner
   A    B11/A  A
And a prisoner long in Spain
  C#m  A   E     G#m
And Willie of the Winsbury
   A         E      A
Has lain long with his daughter Jane
 A                      B11/A
"What ails you, what ails you, my daughter Jane?
     A    B11/A  A
Why, you look so pale and wan
   C#m   A   E      G#m
Oh, have you had any ill sickness
   A     E      A
Or yet been sleeping with a man?"
  A        B11/A
"I have not had any ill sickness
  A     B11/A     A
Nor yet been sleeping with a man
 C#m    A    E     G#m
It is for you my father dear
   A    E     A
For biding so long in Spain"
   A           B11/A
"Cast off, cast off your robe and gown
    A  B11/A A
Stand naked on the stone
   C#m   A    E       G#m
That I might know you by your shape
   A   E     A
If you be maiden or none"
   A          B11/A
And she's cast off her robe and gown
 A     B11/A  A
Stood naked on a stone
   C#m    A     E         G#m
Her apron was tight and her waist was round
   A     E     A
Her face was pale and wan

Verse:
   A            B11/A
"And was it with a lord or a gentleman
    A    B11/A   A
Or a man of wealth and fame?
   C#m    A     E     G#m
Or was it with one of my servingmen
   A     E      A
While I was a prisoner in Spain?"
   A             B11/A
"No, it wasn't with a lord or a gentlemen
   A    B11/A   A
Or a man of wealth and fame
 C#m     A     E   G#m
It was with Willie of Winsbury
     A    E   A
I could bide no longer alone"
     A         B11/A
And the king has called his servingmen
  A   B11/A  A
By one, by two, by three
    C#m       A    E     G#m
Saying "Where is this Willie of Winsbury?
   A    E   A
For hanged he shall be"
   A         B11/A
And when they came before the king
  A   B11/A     A
By one, by two, and by three
 C#m        A    E       G#m
Willie should have been the first of them
    A    E    A
But the last of them was he
  A        B11/A
And Willie of the Winsbury
   A   B11/A    A
All dressed up in red silk
  C#m    A    E       G#m
His hair hung like the strands of gold
   A     E    A
His breast was white as milk
  A            B11/A
"No wonder, no wonder", the king he said
  A        B11/A     A
"That my daughter's love you did win
  C#m    A    E     G#m
If I were a woman as I am a man
    A    E        A
In my own bed you would have been -

Verse:
  A          B11/A
And will you marry my daughter Jane
    A     B11/A   A
By the faith of your right hand?
     C#m      A     E     G#m
And I'll make you the lord of my servingmen
   A      E     A
I'll make you the heir to my land"
  A           B11/A
"Oh yes, I'll marry your daughter Jane
   A     B11/A  A
By the faith of my right hand
     C#m     A    E    G#m
But I'll not be the lord of any man
     A     E      A
I'll be not be the heir to your land"
      A          B11/A
And he's raised her up on a milk white steed
  A       B11/A   A
And himself on a dapple gray
 C#m        A     E     G#m
He has made her the lady of as much land
      A      E      A
As she can ride on a long summer's day