Lily Of Barbary

Intro (4x) Verse Just a cabin boy on a Whitby trader, Mediterranean Sea, Bound for Malta strand The 15th day of June 1680, The day my second life began. Verse We were caught and boarded by a Moorish galley, The battle short, the outcome clear My shipmates died in pain, only I was spared And sold in a market in Algiers They say the fates of men are written on the wind no-one knows where they may blow I was taken in chains by a Barbary corsair it was in Barbary I found my Lily fair. FILL FOR IN-BETWEEN VERSE and Chorus ( chord into A chord) e|--------------------------------------| B|--------------------------------------| G|--------------------------------------| D|---------------0----------------------| A|-----0-2(h)---------------------------| E|--------------------------------------| Verse But luck was with me, I found a kindly master Learned to serve him and I served him well And with my new name, clothes and language, I thought little of my homeland, truth to tell And when my master died his testament did free me, With a gift of gold besides I became a merchant, a man of consequence, With everything a rich mans life provides They say the fates of men are written on the wind no-one knows where they may blow I was taken in chains by a Barbary corsair it was in Barbary I found my Lily fair. Verse Then one day in the slavers market, wide-eyed and trembling, There among the goods on show A frightened Cornish girl, snatched from hearth and home, And pity in my heart did overflow So I sent for gold and I bought her freedom, Gave her shelter in my home And in a few short weeks, love between us grew, From each others side we swore we'd never roam They say the fates of men are written on the wind no-one knows where they may blow I was taken in chains by a Barbary corsair it was in Barbary I found my Lily fair. Verse But she missed her home, she missed her family, Missed the deep green hills of England's shore So I knew I must leave my home of twenty years, For I couldn't live without her anymore Now before the wind, bound for northern waters, Watching Barbary's coast subside Though no man may know just what the future holds, I'll sail with Lily by my side They say the fates of men are written on the wind no-one knows where they may blow I was taken in chains by a Barbary corsair it was in Barbary I found my Lily fair.