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[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]
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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]
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