Chords
The Whistler

Key: G

Introduction:

difficulty
intermediate |||||
           Gm                   F                       Dm                   C 
I'll buy you six bay mares to put in your stable
 Gm                 Dm         F                           C 
six golden apples bought with my pay.
     Gm                     F         Dm                       C 
I am the first piper who calls the sweet tune,
         Gm               Dm                   F             C         A 
but I must be gone by the seventh day.
                 E     G             D                 A 
So come on, I'm the whistler.
                   E                   G                       D         A 
I have a fife and a drum to play.
         E       G               D                 F#m 
Get ready for the whistler.
                         D                   E                     F#m 
I whistle along on the seventh day
                                           E                       G# 
whistle along on the seventh day.

 Gm           F             Dm                   C 
All kinds of sadness I've left behind me.
 Gm                 Dm             F                     C 
Many's the day when I have done wrong.
 Gm                   F                 Dm             C 
But I'll be yours for ever and ever.
 Gm                     Dm                 F                 C         A 
Climb in the saddle and whistle along.
                 E     G             D                 A 
So come on, I'm the whistler.
                   E                   G                       D         A 
I have a fife and a drum to play.
         E       G               D                 F#m 
Get ready for the whistler.
                         D                   E                     F#m 
I whistle along on the seventh day
                                           E                       G# 
whistle along on the seventh day.

           Gm                   F                   Dm             C 
Deep red are the sunsets in mystical places.
 Gm                       Dm               F                 C 
Black are the nights on summerday sands.
 Gm                         F               Dm                       C 
We'll find the speck of truth in each riddle.
 Gm                         Dm             F                     C             A 
Hold the first grain of love in our hands.
                 E     G             D                 A 
So come on, I'm the whistler.
                   E                   G                       D         A 
I have a fife and a drum to play.
         E       G               D                 F#m 
Get ready for the whistler.
                         D                   E                     F#m 
I whistle along on the seventh day
                   D                     E 
whistle along on the seventh day.
           E     G         D                 A 
So come on, I'm a whistler.
                   E                   G                       D         A 
I have a fife and a drum to play.
         E       G               D                 F#m 
Get ready for the whistler.
                         D                   E                     F#m 
I whistle along on the seventh day
                   D                     E                       G# 
whistle along on the seventh day.