Тональность: Eb major
Verse 1
D
G
A
D
Good King
A
Wenceslas looked out
G
D
On the Feast of Stephen
When the snow lay round
A
about
G
D
Deep and crisp and even
A
Bm
Brightly shone the moon that night
G
D
Though the frost was cruel
G
Bm
A
When a poor man came in sight
Bm
G
D
Gathering winter fuel
A
G
Hither, page, and stand by
Verse 2
A
me,
G
D
If thou knowst it, telling
A
Yonder peasant, who is he?
G
D
Where and what his dwelling?
A
Sire, he lives a good league hence,
G
A
D
Underneath the mountain
A
Right against the forest fence
D
A
G
D
By Saint Agnes fountain.
A
Bring me flesh and bring
Verse 3
me wine
G
D
Bring me pine logs hither
A
Thou and I shall see him dine
G
D
When we bear them thith
er.
A
Page and monarch, forth they went
Bm
G
D
Forth they went together
Bm
A
Through the rude winds wild lament
Bm
G
D
And the bitter weather
A
Sire, the night is darker now And the
Verse 4
A
Bm
A
Fails my heart, I know not how
A
Bm
Mark my footsteps, good my page
G
D
Tread thou in them boldly
G
Bm
A
Thou shall find the winters rage
G
A
Bm
G
D
Freeze thy blood less coldly.
A
In his masters step he trod
Verse 5
Bm
D
Where the snow lay dinted
A
Heat was in the very sod
G
D
Which the Saint had printed
A
Bm
Therefore, Christian men, be sure
G
D
Wealth or rank possessing
G
D
A
Ye, who now will bless the poor
Bm
G
D
Shall yourselves find blessing.
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