verse 1
Am
As I roved out on a May morning
Am
On a May morning right early
C G
I spied my love upon the way
Am
Oh, Lord but she was early.
Am
Her boots were black, her stockings white
Am
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
C
lith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee,
G
And she high-di-lan-di-dee,
and she high-di-lan-di-dee and
Am
she lan-ded x2
Am
she lan-ded
verse 2
Am
“How old are you my bonny, wee girl?
Am
How old are you my Darling?
C G
How old are you my bonny, wee girl?"
Am
“I’ll be seventeen on Sunday.”
Am
I went to her house on the top of the hill
Am
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
C
lith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee,
G
And she high-di-lan-di-dee,
and she high-di-lan-di-dee and
Am
she lan-ded x2
Am
she lan-ded
verse 3
Am
She grabbed her by the hair of her head
Am
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
C
lith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee,
G
And she high-di-lan-di-dee,
and she high-di-lan-di-dee and
Am
she lan-ded x2
Verse
Am
A pint at night is my delight
Am
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
Am
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
C
lith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee,
G
And she high-di-lan-di-dee,
and she high-di-lan-di-dee and
Am
she lan-ded x3
Am
she lan-ded