The Riccarton Tollmans Daughter ukulele

The Riccarton Tollmans Daughter

• D

The Riccarton Tollmans Daughter
by The Battlefield Band

Capo 3
Intro:

-Verse-
   D                       G
As I was a walkin’ through old Killie town,
       D               A
It was at the back end o’ November.
   D                    G
My gaze was drawn tae a gathering o’ folk,
    D                   A
All assembled by the Kilmarnock water.

-Chorus-
       Em
In the dreich winter’s morn,
  A
A game was well begun,
    Em                 G        A
The curling stain slid back and forwards.
        Em
And the breaths like clouds, 
        A
Floated upwards to the skies,
         Em                      G        A
With the whoops and cries o’ the teams o’ Curlers.

   D                         G
My attention was drawn tae a young, bonny lass,
       D                      A
As she stood and watched as a close observer.
   D                         G
My eyes were consumed as she followed all the play,
        D                      A
And she cheered on her father, and her brother.

  Em
I gaid and I spoke, 
      A
And I tellt her my name,
        Em                      G     A
And she said she was cried Jean Alexander.
    Em
She lived wi’ her folk, 
       A
At the Riccarton toll,
    Em                    G    A
And she was the tollman’s only Daughter.

-Instrumental Bridge- D,G,A  D,G,A  D,G,A  Em,G,A

       D                    G
At the end o’ the game, her Father came across,
       D                     A
And he shook my hand, and he looked me over.
   D                       G
He says young man come and join us on the road
        D                    A
Then he took her arm, and we walked together.

    Em
And when we had went, 
          A
Tae their cottage by the toll,
      Em                 G           A
I was asked inside for a drink and a bladder.
    Em
And that was the start, 
       A
O’ the winning o’ my heart.
        Em             G         A
And the cortine of the tollman’s daughter.

-Instrumental Bridge-

         D                          G
Here’s a helf tae the good folk, o’ old Killie Town,
    D                  A
The engineers, and the carpet workers.
    D                             G
The wabsters, the coopers, the distiller o’ the dram,
      D                     G
Their women folk, and their sons and daughters.

    Em            
And here’s to the winter
     A
That brought us all the snow
        Em                G       A
And the ice that froze Kilmarnock water
    Em
And here’s to the curlers,
     A
That brought me to my love,
    Em                  G    A
The Riccarton tollman’s only daughter

-Instrumental Bridge as Outro-


Brought to you by ChuffersDanube

x

Add to Songbook Print Version How to play lesson Submit videolesson

Click the best TAGS for this song:

None of them

Please, enter the best TAGS for this song (separated by commas):