Tam Lin

	  		

Dm 
Janet sits in her lonely room 
F 
Sewing a silken seam  
C 
And looking out on Carterhaugh 
Bb        Am      (D) 
Among the roses green 

And Janet sits in her lonely bower 
Sewing a silken thread 
And longed to be in Carterhaugh 
Among the roses red 

She?s let the seam fall at her heel 
The needle to her toe 
And she has gone to Carterhaugh 
As fast as she can go 

She hadn?t pulled a rose, a rose 
A rose, but only one 
When then appeared him, young Tamlin 
Says, ?Lady, let alone? 

?What makes you pull the rose, the rose? 
What makes you break the tree? 
What makes you come to Carterhaugh 
Without the leave of me?? 

?But Carterhaugh is not your own 
Roses there are many 
I?ll come and go all as I please 
And not ask leave of any? 

And he has took her by the hand 
Took her by the sleeve 
And he has laid this lady down 
Among the roses green 

And he has took her by the arm 
Took her by the hem 
And he has laid this lady down 
Among the roses red 

There?s four and twenty ladies fair 
Sewing at the silk 
And Janet goes among them all 
Her face as pale as milk 

And four and twenty gentlemen 
Playing at the chess 
And Janet goes among them all 
As green as any glass 

Then up and spoke her father 
He?s spoken meek and mild 
?Oh, alas, my daughter 
I fear you go with child? 

?And is it to a man of might 
Or to a man of means 
Or who among my gentlemen 
Shall give the babe his name?? 

?Oh, father, if I go with child 
This much to you I?ll tell 
There?s none among your gentlemen 
That I would treat so well? 

?And, father, if I go with child 
I must bear the blame 
There?s none among your gentlemen 
Shall give the babe his name? 

She?s let the seam fall at her hell 
The needle to her toe 
And she has gone to Carterhaugh 
As fast as she could go 

And she is down among the weeds 
Down among the thorn 
When then appeared Tamlin again 
Says, ?Lady, pull no more? 

?What makes you pull the poison rose? 
What makes you break the tree?  
What makes you harm the little babe 
That I have got with thee?? 

?Oh I will pull the rose, Tamlin 
I will break the tree 
But I?ll not bear the little babe 
That you have got with me? 

?If he were to a gentleman 
And not a wild shade 
I?d rock him all the winter?s night 
And all the summer?s day" 

?Then take me back into your arms 
If you my love would win 
And hold me tight and fear me not 
*I?ll be a gentleman? 

?But first I?ll change all in your arms 
Into a wild wolf 
But hold me tight and fear me not 
I am your own true love? 

?And then I?ll change all in your arms 
Into a wild bear 
But hold me tight and fear me not 
I am your husband dear? 

?And then I?ll change all in your arms 
Into a lion bold 
But hold me tight and fear me not 
And you will love your child? 

At first he changed all in her arms 
Into a wild wolf 
She held him tight and feared him not 
He was her own true love 

And then he changed all in her arms 
Into a wild bear 
She held him tight and feared him not 
He was her husband dear 

And then he changed all in her arms 
Into a lion bold 
She held him tight and feared him not 
The father of her child 

And then he changed all in her arms 
Into a naked man 
She?s wrapped him in her coat so warm 
And she has brought him home