The maid that sold her barley

There are many versions of that song, but I prefer the recording of the group Déanta. Whatever happened to these great musicians? PDF with lyrics and chords at: http://insel.heim.at/jamaica/320453/bouzouki_songs/maid.pdf


The bouzouki I'm playing on this video is handmade by Heiner Dreizehnter, Leutkirch, Germany. Unfortunately he died about two years ago. RIP!

{t:The Maid That Sold Her Barley}

It’s [Gm]cold and raw, the north winds blow

Black in the [F]morning [Gm]early

When [Gm]all the hills were covered with snow

Oh then it was [F]winter [Gm]fairly.

As [Gm]I was riding o’er the moor

I met a farmer’s daugh[Dm]ter

Her [Gm]cherry cheeks and coal-black hair

They caused my [Dm]heart to [C]falter.  

I bowed my bonnet very low

To let her know my meaning.

She answered with a courteous smile 

Her looks they were engaging. 

"where are you bound my pretty maid 

It's now in the morning early?"

The answer that she gave to me 

"Kind sir, to sell my barley."

"Now twenty guineas I've in my purse 

And twenty more that's yearly.

You need not go to the market town 

For I'll buy all your barley.

If twenty guineas would gain the heart 

Of the maid I love so dearly

All for to tarry with me one night 

And go home in the morning early."

As I was riding o'er the moor

The very evening after

It was my fortune for to meet

The farmer's only daughter.

Although the weather being cold and raw 

With her I thought to parlay

The answer that she gave to me 

"Kind sir, I've sold my barley."