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Am
Eli, the barrow boy
C
Of the old town
Am
Sells coal and marigolds
C
As he cries out
G Am
All down the day
Am
Below the tamaracks
C
He is crying:
Am
Corn cobs and candle wax
C
for the buying
G Am
All down the day
F C
“Would I could afford to buy my love a fine robe
F Am
Made of gold and silk Arabian thread
F C
But she is dead and gone and lying in a pine grove
G Am
And I must push my barrow all the day
G Am
And I must push my barrow all the day”
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Am
Eli, the barrow boy
C
When they found him
Am
Dressed all in corduroy
C
He had drowned in
G Am
The river down the way
Am
They laid his body down
C
in a churchyard
Am
But still when the moon is out
C
With his push cart
G Am
He calls down the day
F C
“Would I could afford to buy my love a fine gown
F Am
Made of gold and silk Arabian thread
F C
But I am dead and gone and lying in a church ground
G Am
And still I push my barrow all the day
G Am
Still I push my barrow all the day”
