C             G     Am    F
The harvest time's come, gentle Annie
         C                            Am    G
and your wild oates are all scattered round the field
         C           G     Am     F
You'll be anxious to know, gentle Annie
          C             G                 C          F  C
how your little crop of oates is going to yield

[Verse 2]
    C              G      Am     F
Your mutton's very sweet, gentle Annie
        C                          Am  G
and you know it can't be packed in New South Wales
      C            G           Am   F
You'd better put a fence round your cabbage
           C             G        C           F  C
or they'll all be eaten up by the snails

[Verse 3]
C                  G       Am     F
And you'll take my advice, gentle Annie
       C                        Am    G
You'd better watch your chappie goin' away
         C             G        Am  F
with his knapsack hung over his saddle
       C                     G              C      F C
and he stole some knives and forks the other day

[Verse 4]
    C                 G       Am     F
the bullocks they are yolked, gentle Annie
        C                         Am   G
and you know with you, I can stay no more
        C          G                Am F
so I'll bid you farewell, gentle Annie
          C               G               C     F C
and we'll meet again some other thrashing day

[Otro]
         F                          C      F C
Yes I'll bid you farewell  gentle Annie
        C                        Am G
for you know with you I can stay no more
        C          G      Am    F
so I'll bid you farewell gentle Annie
           C                 G           C     F C
you're the little black eyed girl that I adore