Tone: [G]
Fingerpicking/Strumming pattern: 4/4
The m[G]orn was fair, the sk[C]ies were cl[G]ear,
no breath came o[D]over the [D7]sea
when M[G]ary left her h[C]ighland h[G]ome
And w[C]wandered f[D7]forth with [G]me;
Though fl[D]flowers deck'd the m[G]mountains side,
And f[C]ragrance f[Bm]illed the v[D7]ale,
By f[G]ar the sweetest fl[C]ower t[G]here,
Was the R[C]ose of A[D7]llend[G]ale.
refrain:
was the R[G]Rose of Allenda[C]Allendale,
Sweet R[Am]Rose of Allend[D]Allendale
By f[G]ar the sweetest fl[C]ower th[G]ere,
Was the R[C]Rose of [D7]Allend[G]Allendale.
Where'e[G]r I wanderd, e[C]ast or w[G]est,
Though fate beg[D]began to l[D7]lower,
A s[G]olace still was s[C]he to m[G]e,
In s[C]orrow's l[D7]onely h[G]our;
When te[D]tempests lash'd our g[G]gallant bark,
And r[C]ent her shiv[Bm]ering s[D7]ail,
Our m[G]aiden form withst[C]ood the st[G]orm
'Twas the Ro[C]Rose of [D7]Allend[G]Allendale.
oh the [G]Rose of Allend[C]Allendale,
Sweet [Am]Rose of Allend[D]Allendale
Our ma[G]iden form withst[C]ood the st[G]orm
'Twas the R[C]Rose of [D7]Allend[G]Allendale.
And wh[G]en my fever'd l[C]ips were p[G]archd,
On Afric's bu[D]burning [D7]sand,
She w[G]hisper'd h[C]opes of happin[G]ess,
And t[C]ales of d[D7]istant l[G]and;
My l[D]life had been a w[G]wilderness,
Unbl[C]Unblest by for[Bm]fortune's [D7]gale,
Had f[G]fate not link'd m[C]my lot to [G]hers,
The R[C]Rose of [D7]Allend[G]Allendale.
oh the R[G]Rose of Allend[C]Allendale,
Sweet R[Am]Rose of Allend[D]Allendale
Had f[G]ate not l[C]ink'd my lot to h[G]ers,
The R[C]Rose of [D7]Allend[G]Allendale.
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