The House Carpenter (the Daemon Lover) Tabulatur von Joan Baez

Dm           Bb                 C            Dm
"Well met, well met, my own true love,
Dm          C                      Dm
well met, well met," cried he.
Dm           Bb                C              Am
"I've just returned from the salt, salt sea
Bb            C         Dm
all for the love of thee."

Dm           Bb                 C            Dm
"I could have married the King's daughter dear,
Dm          C                      Dm
she would have married me.
Dm           Bb                C              Am
But I have forsaken her crowns of gold
Bb            C         Dm
all for the love of thee."

Dm           Bb                 C            Dm
"Well, if you could have married the King's daughter dear,
Dm          C                      Dm
I'm sure you are to blame,
Dm           Bb                C              Am
For I am married to a house carpenter,
Bb            C         Dm
and find him a nice young man."

Dm           Bb                 C            Dm
"Oh, will you forsake your house carpenter
Dm          C                      Dm
and go along with me?
Dm           Bb                C              Am
I'll take you to where the grass grows green,
Bb            C         Dm
to the banks of the salt, salt sea."

Dm           Bb                 C            Dm
"Well, if I should forsake my house carpenter
Dm          C                      Dm
and go along with thee,
Dm           Bb                C              Am
What have you got to maintain me on
Bb            C         Dm
and keep me from poverty?"

Dm           Bb                 C            Dm
"Six ships, six ships all out on the sea,
Dm          C                      Dm
seven more upon dry land,
Dm           Bb                C              Am
One hundred and ten all brave sailor men
Bb            C         Dm
will be at your command."

Dm           Bb                 C            Dm
She picked up her own wee babe,
Dm          C                      Dm
kisses gave him three,
Dm           Bb                C              Am
Said "Stay right here with my house carpenter
Bb            C         Dm
and keep him good company.

Dm           Bb                 C            Dm
Then she putted on her rich attire,
Dm          C                      Dm
so glorious to behold.
Dm           Bb                C              Am
And as she trod along her way,
Bb            C         Dm
she shown like the glittering gold.

Dm           Bb                 C            Dm
Well, they'd not been gone but about two weeks,
Dm          C                      Dm
I know it was not three.
Dm           Bb                C              Am
When this fair lady began to weep,
Bb            C         Dm
she wept most bitterly.

Dm           Bb                 C            Dm
"Ah, why do you weep, my fair young maid,
Dm          C                      Dm
weep it for your golden store?
Dm           Bb                C              Am
Or do you weep for your house carpenter
Bb            C         Dm
who never you shall see anymore?"

Dm           Bb                 C            Dm
"I do not weep for my house carpenter
Dm          C                      Dm
or for any golden store.
Dm           Bb                C              Am
I do weep for my own wee babe,
Bb            C         Dm
who never I shall see anymore."

Dm           Bb                 C            Dm
Well, they'd not been gone but about three weeks,
Dm          C                      Dm
I'm sure it was not four.
Dm           Bb                C              Am
Our gallant ship sprang a leak and sank,
Bb            C         Dm
never to rise anymore.

Dm           Bb                 C            Dm
One time around spun our gallant ship,
Dm          C                      Dm
two times around spun she,
Dm           Bb                C              Am
Three times around spun our gallant ship
Bb            C         Dm
and sank to the bottom of the sea.

Dm           Bb                 C            Dm
"What hills, what hills are those, my love,
Dm          C                      Dm
that rise so fair and high?"
Dm           Bb                C              Am
"Those are the hills of heaven, my love,
Bb            C         Dm
but not for you and I."

Dm           Bb                 C            Dm
"And what hills, what hills are those, my love,
Dm          C                      Dm
those hills so dark and low?"
Dm           Bb                C              Am
"Those are the hills of hell, my love,
Bb            C         Dm
where you and I must go."