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The Prickly Bush chords

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            [Intro]
N.C.
Oh, the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore
N.C.
And if ever I'm out of the prickly bush
N.C.                          G  F  C   F
I'll never get in it any more

[Verse]
G
Hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope awhile
                 F       C                 F
I think I see my father, over yonder stile
G
Father did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee
                             F
For to save my body from the cold, clay ground
       C                           F
And my neck from the gallows tree?

[Verse]
   G
Oh no, I didn't bring you gold
G
Nor have I brought any fee
                   F
But I have come to see you hung
 C                    F
Upon the gallows tree

[Instrumental]
G    F  C   F

[Verse]
G
Hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope awhile
                 F        C                 F
I think I see my brother, over yonder stile
    G
Oh, brother did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee
                             F
For to save my body from the cold, clay ground
       C                           F
And my neck from the gallows tree?

[Verse]
   G
Oh no, I didn't bring you gold
G
Nor have I brought any fee
                   F
But I have come to see you hung
 C
Upon the gallows tree

[Chorus]
D               G        C                    G  D
Oh, the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore..
       G        D          Em      C
And if ever I'm out of the prickly bush
     D                  G
I'll never get in it anymore
D               G        C                    G  D
Oh, the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore..
       G        D          Em      C
And if ever I'm out of the prickly bush
     D                  F
I'll never get in it anymore

[Instrumental]
G    F  C   F

[Verse]
G
Hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope awhile
                 F              C                 F
I think I see my sister coming, over yonder stile
G
Sister did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee
                             F
For to save my body from the cold, clay ground
       C                           F
And my neck from the gallows tree?

[Verse]
   G
Oh no, I didn't bring you gold
G
Nor have I brought any fee
                   F
But I have come to see you hung
 C
Upon the gallows tree

[Chorus]
D               G        C                    G  D
Oh, the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore..
       G        D          Em      C
And if ever I'm out of the prickly bush
     D                  G
I'll never get in it anymore
D               G        C                    G  D
Oh, the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore..
       G        D          Em      C
And if ever I'm out of the prickly bush
     D                  F
I'll never get in it anymore

[Instrumental]
G    F  C   F

[Verse]
G
Hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope awhile
                 F      C                 F
I think I see my lover, over yonder stile
G
Lover did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee
                             F
For to save my body from the cold, clay ground
       C                           F
And my neck from the gallows tree?

[Verse]
   G
Oh yes, I have brought you gold
G
Yes, I've brought your fee
                     F
And I've not come to see you hung
 C
Upon the gallows tree

[Chorus]
D               G        C                    G  D
Oh, the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore..
       G        D          Em      C
And if ever I'm out of the prickly bush
     D                  G
I'll never get in it anymore
D               G        C                    G  D
Oh, the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore..
       G        D          Em      C
And if ever I'm out of the prickly bush
     D                  G
I'll never get in it anymore

[Chorus]
D               G        C                    G  D
Oh, the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore..
       G        D          Em      C
And if ever I'm out of the prickly bush
     D                  G
I'll never get in it anymore
D               G        C                    G  D
Oh, the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore..
       G        D          Em      C
And if ever I'm out of the prickly bush
     D                  G
I'll never get in it anymore    

Added On November 10th, 2017

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