Magpie[Am] - The Unthanks
[intro][Am} x 4
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|[Am]One's for sorrow
|[Dm]Two's for joy
|[Am]Three's for a girl and
|[F]Four’s for a boy
|[Am]Five for silver
|[G] Six for Gold
|[Am] Seven's for a secret,
|[Am]Never told
|[Dm]Devil devil [Am] i defy thee
|[Dm]Devil devil [Am]i defy thee
|[Dm]Devil devil [Am] i defy thee
[Am]Oh the magpie brings us [Dm] tidings
[Am]Of news both fair and[Dm] fowl
[Am]She's more cunning than the [Dm] raven
[Am]More wise than any [Dm]owl
[Am]For she brings us news of the [Dm]harvest
[Am]Of the barley we turned [Dm]corn
[Am]And she knows when we'll go [Dm]to our graves
[Am]And how we shall be [Dm]born
Chorus
[Am]She brings us joy when from the [Dm]right
[Am]Grief when from the [Dm]left
[Am]Of all the news that's [Dm]in the air
[Am]We know to trust her [Dm][best
[Am]For she sees us at our [Dm]labour
[Am]And she mocks us at our [Dm]work
[Am]And she steals the eggs from [Dm]out of the nest
[Am]And she can mob [Dm] the hawk
Chorus
[Am]The priest he says we're [Dm]wicked
[Am]But to worship the devil’s [Dm]bird
[Am]Ah but we respect the [Dm]old ways
[Am]And we disregard his [Dm] word
[Am]For we know they rest [Dm]uneasy
[Am]As we slumber in the [Dm]night
[Am]And we'll always leave out a little bit of [Dm]meat
[Am]For the bird that's black and [Dm]white
Chorus
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Magpie [Am]The Unthanks
intro[Am} x 4
Chorus
AmOne's for sorrow DmTwo's for joy AmThree's for a girl and FFour’s for a boy AmFive for silver G Six for Gold Am Seven's for a secret, AmNever told DmDevil devil Am i defy thee DmDevil devil Ami defy thee DmDevil devil Am i defy thee
AmOh the magpie brings us Dm tidings AmOf news both fair andDm fowl AmShe's more cunning than the Dm raven AmMore wise than any Dmowl AmFor she brings us news of the Dmharvest AmOf the barley we turned Dmcorn AmAnd she knows when we'll go Dmto our graves AmAnd how we shall be Dmborn Chorus AmShe brings us joy when from the Dmright AmGrief when from the Dmleft AmOf all the news that's Dmin the air AmWe know to trust her Dm[best AmFor she sees us at our Dmlabour AmAnd she mocks us at our Dmwork AmAnd she steals the eggs from Dmout of the nest AmAnd she can mob Dm the hawk Chorus AmThe priest he says we're Dmwicked AmBut to worship the devil’s Dmbird AmAh but we respect the Dmold ways AmAnd we disregard his Dm word AmFor we know they rest Dmuneasy AmAs we slumber in the Dmnight AmAnd we'll always leave out a little bit of Dmmeat AmFor the bird that's black and Dmwhite Chorus Amx4 end