Intro: D5 - G5 - D5 - G5 - D5 - A5 - D5 

 D5                       G5     A5      
   On either side of the river lie 
 D5                A5      F#5    B5 
   Long fields of barley and of rye, 
 G5                 D5         A5        B5 
   That clothe the world and meet the sky; 
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   And thro' the field the road run by 
 G5          A5      D5 
   To many-towered Camelot; 
 B5                    F#5 
   And up and down the people go, 
 B5        G5         A5     F#5 
   Gazing where the lilies blow 
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   Round an island there below, 
        G5     A5     B5 
   The island of Shalott. 


 D5                      G5     A5  
   A bow-shot from her bower-eaves, 
 D5            A5         F#5     B5 
   He rode between the barley sheaves, 
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   The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves, 
 G5                       A5 
   And flamed upon the brazen greaves 
       G5        A5    D5  
   Of bold Sir Lancelot. 
 B5                       F#5 
   A red-cross knight for ever kneel'd 
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   To a lady in his shield, 
 B5                     F#5 
   That sparkled on the yellow field, 
 G5           A5       B5 
   Beside remote Shalott. 


 D5                         G5        A5  
   She left the web, she left the loom , 
 D5                 A5     F#5       B5 
   She made three paces taro' the room , 
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   She saw the water-lily bloom , 
 G5                     A5        
   She saw the helmet and the plume, 
        G5              A5   D5 
   She looked down to Camelot. 
 B5                     F#5 
   Out flew the web and floated wide; 
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   The mirror cracked from side to side; 
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   "The curse is come upon me," cried 
        G5    A5     B5 
   The Lady of Shalott. 

Bridge: 
( B5 - F#5 - B5 - G5 - D5 - A5 ) x2 

 B5               F#5           
   In the stormy east-wind straining, 
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   The pale yellow woods were waning, 
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   The broad stream in his banks complaining. 
 G5              A5 
   Heavily the low sky raining 
 G5       A5       B5 
   Over towered Camelot; 
                     F#5 
   Down she came and found a boat 
 B5           G5      A5    F#5 
   Beneath a willow left afloat, 
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   And round about the prow she wrote 
        G5    A5    B5 
   The Lady of Shalott. 


 D5                   G5       A5 
   Who is this? And what is here? 
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   And in the lighted palace near 
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   Died the sound of royal cheer; 
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   And they crossed themselves for fear, 
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   All the Knights at Camelot; 
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   But Lancelot mused a little space 
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   He said, "She has a lovely face; 
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   God in his mercy lend her grace, 
        G5    A5     D5 
   The Lady of Shalott." 

Ending: 
D5 - G5 - D5 - A5 - D5 - G5 - D5 - A5 - D5