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It (Dm)was on a fine (C)summer's (Bb)morning

The (Dm)birds’ sweetly (C)tune on each (G)bough

And (Dm)as I walked (C)out for my (Bb)pleasure

I (Dm)saw a maid (Am)milking a (Dm)cow

Her (F)voice was so en(Am)chanting, me(Bb)lodious

Left (Dm)me quite un(Am)able to (G)go

My (Dm)heart, it was (Gm)loaded with (Am)sorrow

For the (Dm)pretty maid (Am)milking her (Dm)cow

 

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Then (Dm)to her I (C)made my ad(Bb)vances

"Good (Dm)morrow most (C)beautiful (G)maid

Your (Dm)beauty my (C)heart so en(Bb)trances"

"Pray (Dm)sir do not (Am)banter," she (Dm)said

"I'm (F)not such a (Am)rare precious (Bb)jewel

That (Dm)I should en(Am)amour you (G)so

I (Dm)am but a (Gm)poor little (Am)milk girl,"

Says the (Dm)pretty maid (Am)milking her (Dm)cow

 

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The (Dm)Indies a(C)fford no such (Bb)jewel

So (Dm)bright, so trans(C)parently (G)clear

I (Dm)do not add (C)things to my (Bb)funeral

Con(Dm)sent but to (Am)know me my (Dm)dear

Oh, (F)had I the (Am)Lamp of A(Bb)laddin

Or the (Dm)wealth that gold (Am)mines can be(G)stow

I'd (Dm)rather be (BGm)poor in a (Am)cottage

With the (Dm)pretty girl (Am)milking her (Dm)cow

 

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