Linda Thompson - Nine Stone Rig


CAPO: 3rd fret



[Intro]
             

[Verse 1]
              
They shot him 

             
dead at the ni

             
ne stone rig, 

            
beside the hea

      
dless cross
              
And they left 

             
him lying in h

            
is blood, upon

             
 the moor and 

    
the moss
              
They buried hi

              
m at midnight 

             
when the dew f

             
ell cold and s

till
              
And the women 

              
in grey forgot

              
 to pray when 

             
mist clung to 

               
the hill


[Verse 2]
              
Oh, gentle win

             
d that's blowi

             
ng south, from

            
 where my love

   
 repairs
              
Convey a kiss 

              
from his dear 

             
mouth and tell

          
 me how he far

es
             
The word was c

              
arried back to

           
 me as if by g

        
od's command
              
"Your sweethea

              
rt was murdere

              
d yesterday by

             
 your brother'

             
s jealous hand

     
"


[Verse 3]
              
No living man 

              
I'll love agai

             
n since my dar

              
ling went thro

             
ugh death's do

  
or
              
With one lock 

              
of his yellow 

             
hair, I'll cha

              
in my heart fo

   
rever more
             
Oh, mother dea

              
r, please make

              
 my bed and la

             
y me down in s

orrow
              
My love, he di

              
ed for me last

              
 night and I'l

             
l die for him 

    
tomorrow


[Verse 4]
             
They shot him 

              
dead at the ni

             
ne stone rig, 

             
beside the hea

      
dless cross
             
And left him l

              
ying in his bl

              
ood, upon the 

             
moor and the m

oss