Irish Rovers

Good King Wenceslas Ukulele Chords

Good King Wenceslas:TheIrish Rovers.
Album - Songs Of Christmas - 1999.

#1.
F              G    F               F      G        F
Good King Wen..ces..las looked out, on the Feast of Stephen.
              G   F            F        G         F
When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even.
                   G         F      F          G         F
Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cru..el.
G               Am      G      F         G      Am F F
When a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fu.u.el.

#2.
 F             G   F            F       G           F
'Hither, Page, and stand by me, if thou know'st it, telling.
             G    F           F         G        F
Yonder peas..ant, who is he?..Where and what his dwelling?'
                  G           F      F    G         F
'Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath the mountain.
G                 Am     G      F        G      Am   F  F
Right against the forest fence, by Saint Agnes' Foun.ou.tain.'

#3.
 F             G   F              F        G          F
'Bring me meat and bring me wine, bring me pine logs, hither.
           G     F             F       G        F
Thou and I shall see him dine, when we bear him thither.'
                 G          F     F          G       F
Page and Monarch forth they went, forth they went, together.
G                       Am      G    F       G      Am  F  F
Through the rude wind's wild lament, and the bitter we..a..ther.

#4.
 F               G  F           F       G          F
'Sire, the night is darker now, and the wind blows stronger.
                G F             F     G     F
Fails my heart, I know not how, I can go no longer.'
                       G    F     F          G        F     
'Mark my footsteps, my good Page, tread thou in them, boldly.
G                   Am       G     F          G          Am  F   F
Thou shalt find the winter's rage, freeze thy blood less co..ld..ly.'

(INTERLUDE:FLUTE:)

#5.
F      G        F              F         G        F
In his master's steps he trod, where the snow lay dinted.
            G   F         F         G         F
Heat was in the very sod, which the Saint had printed.
                     G       F     F         G          F 
Therefore, Christian men, be sure, wealth or rank poss..essing.
G               Am        G     F         G           Am   F   F
Ye who now will bless the poor, shall yourselves find ble..ss..ing. 


A Christmas carol from Kraziekhat.