[INTRO:] D [VERSE 1:]C G D A fine young man it was indeedC G D He mounted upon his milk white steedC G D G He rode, he rode, himself all aloneC G D Until he came to Lovely Joan [VERSE 2:]C G D "Good morning to you my pretty maid"C G D And "Twice good morning, sir" she saidC G D G He tipped her the wink, she rolled a dark eyeC G D Said he to himself, "I'll be there by and by" [VERSE 3:]C G D "Oh, don't you think these pooks of hayC G D A pretty place for us to playC G D G So come with me my sweet young thingC G D And I'll give you my golden ring" [VERSE 4:]C G D Then he pulled off his ring of goldC G D "My pretty little miss, do you this beholdC G D G I'll freely give it for your maidenhead"C G D Her cheeks they blushed like the roses red[INSTRUMENTAL:] C G D C G D C G D G C G D [VERSE 5:]C G D "Give me that ring into my handC G D And I will neither stay nor standC G D G For this would do more good to meC G D Than twenty maidenheads" said she [VERSE 6:]C G D And as he made for the pooks of hayC G D She leaped on his horse and tore awayC G D G He called, he called, but it was all in vainC G D For Joan, she never looked back again [VERSE 7:]C G D Nor did she think herself quite safeC G D Not till she came to her true lover's gateC G D G She's robbed him of his horse and ringC G D And left him to rage in the meadows green
Lovely Joan
Barbara Dickson
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