Melancholy Galliard Lyrics & Chords By The Baltimore Consort

Chorus: Blow, northerne wynd, Send thou me my suetyng! Blow, northerne wynd, Blou, blou, blou! Ichot a burde in bour{.e} bryht, That fully semly is on syht, Menskful maiden of...read more

Maiden in the mor lay, In the mor lay, Seven night fulle Seven night fulle. Maiden in the mor lay, In the mor lay, Seven night fulle ant a day. Wher was hire mete: Wher wat...read more

Wynter wakeneth al me care, Nou this leves waxeth bare; Ofte y sike and mourne sare When hit cometh in my thoht Of this worldes joie hou hit geth al to noht. Nou hit is, and nou...read more

As I was walking all alane, I spied twa corbies makin a mane; The tane unto the t'ither say, "Whar shall we gang and dine the day-o, Whar shall we gang and dine the day?" ...read more

George Collins walked out one May morning When May was all in bloom. 'Twas there he beheld a pretty fair maid She was washing her white marble stone. She whooped, she...read more