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     House Carpenter [Unreleased, Self Portrait] – Bob Dylan
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Traditional, arr. Dylan
Outtake from "Self Portrait" sessions (1970)
From: "The Bootleg Series Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait (1969-1971)"

Tabbed by: maguri
Tuning: Standard

The whole song consists of a G chord basically; the vocal notes are 
sometimes doubled by the guitar, however, creating the G7, G/E etc. shapes.

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CHORDS

     E-A-D-G-B-e
G7   3-x-3-0-0-3
G/F  x-x-3-0-0-3
G/E  x-x-2-0-0-3

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[Intro]
| G |

[Verse 1]
     G
Well met, well met, my own true love
    G          G7         G
Well met, well met, cried she
     G
I've just returned from the salt, salt sea
         G                  [G]
And it's all for the sake of thee

[Interlude]
| G | % | % | % |
| G | G/F | G/E | G | 

[Verse 2]
  G
I could have married a King's daughter there
    G          G7      G
She would have married me
     G        G7         G
Then I have refused that crown of gold 
         G
And it's all for the sake of thee

[Verse 3]
       G
If you could have married a King's daughter there
    G
I'm sure you are to blame
    G    G7           G
For I am married to a house carpenter
    G                 [G]
And he is a fine young man

[Interlude]
| G | 
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[Verse 4]
   G      G7       G
If you forsake your house carpenter
    G    G7       G
And fly away with me
     G
I'll take you to where the grass grows green
       D         C     G  D
On the banks of sweet Willie [?]

[Verse 5]
   G
If I forsake my house carpenter
    G    G7       G
And fly away with thee
G             G7         G
What have you got to maintain me upon
    G
And keep me from slavery

[Verse 6]
     G         G7      G
I've six ships sailing on the salt sea
G       G7       G
Sailing from dry land
      G           G7     G
And a hundred and twenty jolly young men
      G     G7     G
Shall be at your command

[Interlude]
| G | 
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[Verse 7]
    G      G7     G
She picked up her poor little babe
    G
Her kisses were one, two, three
    G      G7    G
And as she trod upon her way
    G            G7         G
And shone like a glittering tree

[Verse 8]
     G       G7      G
They had not been at sea two weeks
    G       G7      G
I'm sure it was not three
G 
When this poor maid began to cry
        G         G7    G
And she wept most bitterly

[Interlude]
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[Verse 9]
   G      G7            G
Oh do you weep for your gold, he said
     G            G7           G
Your houses, your land or your store?
   G      G7            G
Or do you weep for your house carpenter
    G                G7     G
The one you’ll never see anymore
    G                G7     G
The one you’ll never see anymore

[Verse 10]
  G      G7          G
I do not weep for my gold, she said
   G          G7         G
My houses, my land or my store
      G  G7          G
But I do weep for my poor little babe
     G
That I never shall see anymore

[Interlude]
| G | G7 | G | % |

[Verse 11]
  G      G7          G
They had not been at sea three weeks
    G       G7      G
I'm sure it was not four
   G          G7         G
When in their ship there sprang a great leak
        G          
And she sank to rise no more
        G       G7      G
No, she sank to rise no more

[Verse 12]
    G        G7       G
Farewell farewell, my own true love
    G        G7          G
Farewell farewell, cried she
  G            G7        G
I could have deserted my house carpenter
    G
And grave them [?] in the depths of the sea
      G            G7            G
For a grave in the depths of the sea.

[Interlude]
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[Verse 13]
(= verse 1)
     G         G7
Well met, well met, my own true love
    G          G7         G
Well met, well met, cried she
     G
I've just returned from the salt, salt sea
         G [break]                     G 
And it's all for the sake of thee