Biography:
Barbara Dickson is a Scottish singer, best known for her stage and concert performances.
Dickson was born in Dunfermline. Her singing career started in folk clubs around her native Fife in the sixties, exposing her to a rich combination of traditional and contemporary music. In the early seventies, she sang at a Liverpool folk club run by a young student teacher called Willy Russell. He showed Barbara the first draft of what would later become the award winning musical, ‘John, Paul, George, Ringo….
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Barbara Dickson - Lovely Joan
CAPO: 2nd Fret
[INTRO:] D
[VERSE 1:]
C G D
A fine young man it was indeed
C G D
He mounted upon his milk white steed
C G D G
He rode, he rode, himself all alone
C 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 said
C G D G
He tipped her the wink, she rolled a dark eye
C 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 hay
C G D
A pretty place for us to play
C G D G
So come with me my sweet young thing
C G D
And I'll give you my golden ring"
[VERSE 4:]
C G D
Then he pulled off his ring of gold
C G D
"My pretty little miss, do you this behold
C 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 hand
C G D
And I will neither stay nor stand
C G D G
For this would do more good to me
C G D
Than twenty maidenheads" said she
[VERSE 6:]
C G D
And as he made for the pooks of hay
C G D
She leaped on his horse and tore away
C G D G
He called, he called, but it was all in vain
C G D
For Joan, she never looked back again
[VERSE 7:]
C G D
Nor did she think herself quite safe
C G D
Not till she came to her true lover's gate
C G D G
She's robbed him of his horse and ring
C G D
And left him to rage in the meadows green
[OUTRO:] C G D C G D C G D G C G D
CAPO: 2nd Fret
[INTRO:] D
[VERSE 1:]
C G D
A fine young man it was indeed
C G D
He mounted upon his milk white steed
C G D G
He rode, he rode, himself all alone
C 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 said
C G D G
He tipped her the wink, she rolled a dark eye
C 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 hay
C G D
A pretty place for us to play
C G D G
So come with me my sweet young thing
C G D
And I'll give you my golden ring"
[VERSE 4:]
C G D
Then he pulled off his ring of gold
C G D
"My pretty little miss, do you this behold
C 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 hand
C G D
And I will neither stay nor stand
C G D G
For this would do more good to me
C G D
Than twenty maidenheads" said she
[VERSE 6:]
C G D
And as he made for the pooks of hay
C G D
She leaped on his horse and tore away
C G D G
He called, he called, but it was all in vain
C G D
For Joan, she never looked back again
[VERSE 7:]
C G D
Nor did she think herself quite safe
C G D
Not till she came to her true lover's gate
C G D G
She's robbed him of his horse and ring
C G D
And left him to rage in the meadows green
[OUTRO:] C G D C G D C G D G C G D
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