Am F G Am F G Am [Verse 1] Am As I roved out on a May morning On a May morning right early C G I spied my love upon the way Am Oh, Lord but she was early. Am Her shoes were black, her stockings white And her buckles shone like silver C G She had a dark and a roving eye Am And her ear-rings touched her shoulder and she sang [Chorus] C lith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee, G And she high-di-dumma-dee, high-di-dumma-dee Am and she landed, and she sang C lith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee, G And she high-di-dumma-dee, high-di-dumma-dee Am and she landed, and she landed [Verse 2] Am “How old are you my bonny, wee girl? How old are you my Darling? C G How old are you my bonny, wee girl?" Am “I’ll be seventeen on Sunday.” Am Well I went to her house on the top of the hill When the moon was shining clearly. C G She arose to let me in Am But her mother chanced to hear me. And she sang [Chorus] C lith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee, G And she high-di-dumma-dee, high-di-dumma-dee Am and she landed, and she sang C lith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee, G And she high-di-dumma-dee, high-di-dumma-dee Am and she landed, and she landed [Instrumental] Am F G Am F G Am F G Am F G Am [Verse 3] Am She grabbed her by the hair of her head And out of the room she brought her, C G And with the root of a hazel branch Am She was a well-beat daughter. Am “Will you marry me now my soldier boy Am Will you marry me now or never? C G Will you marry me now my soldier boy Am Can you see I’m done forever.” Am “Well I won’t marry you my bonny wee girl, Am I won’t marry you my Darling. C G For I have got a wife at home Am And how could I disown her?” And she sang [Chorus] C lith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee, G And she high-di-dumma-dee, high-di-dumma-dee Am and she landed, and she sang C lith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee, G And she high-di-dumma-dee, high-di-dumma-dee Am and she landed, and she landed [Verse 4] Am A pint at night is my delight And a gallon in the morning. C G The old women are my heart break Am But the young ones are my darlings. Am As I roved out on a May morning On a May morning right early C G I spied my love upon the way Am Oh, Lord but she was early. And she sang [Chorus] C lith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee, G And she high-di-dumma-dee, high-di-dumma-dee Am and she landed, and she sang C lith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee, G And she high-di-dumma-dee, high-di-dumma-dee Am and she landed, and she sang C C lith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee, G G Em And she high-di-dumma-dee, high-di-dumma-dee Am and she landed, and she landed [Outro] Am F G Am F G Am F G Am F G
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