As [Am]I roved out on a [C]May morning,
On a [Am]May morning right [Em]early,
I [Am]met my love u[G]pon the way,
Oh, [Am]Lord, but [G]she was [Am]early.
And [Am]she sang lilt-da-doo-dle, lilt-a-doo-dle, lilt-a-doo-dle-dee,
And [G]she hi-da-land-da-dee, and
she [Em]hi-da-land-da-dee, and she [Am]lan-dae.
Her [Am]boots were black and her [C]stockings white,
And her [Am]buckles shone like [Em]silver;
She [Am]had a dark
and a [G]rolling eye,
And her [Am]earrings [G]tipped her [Am]shoulders.
"What [Am]age are you, my [C]nice sweet girl?
What [Am]age are you, my [Em]honey?"
How [Am]modestly she [G]answered
"I'll [Am]be six[G]teen age on [Am]Sunday."
I [Am]went to the house on the [C]top of the hill
When the [Am]moon was shining [Em]clearly;
[Am]She arose to [G]let
For her [Am]mammy [G]chanced to [Am]hear her.
She [Am]caught her by the [C]hair of the head,
And [Am]down to the room she [Em]brought her;
And [Am]with the root
of a [G]hazel twig,
She [Am]was the [G]well-beat [Am]daughter.
"Will you [Am]marry me now, my [C]soldier lad?
[Am]Marry me now or [Em]never?
Will you [Am]marry me now, my [G]soldier
For you [Am]see I'm [G]done for[Am]ever."
"No, I [Am]won't marry you, my [C]bonny wee girl,
I [Am]won't marry you, my [Em]honey,
For [Am]I have got a [G]wife
And [Am]how could [G]I dis[Am]own her?"
A [Am]pint a night is [C]my delight,
And a [Am]gallon in the [Em]morning;
The [Am]old women are my [G]heartbreak,
But the [Am]young ones [G]is my [Am]darling.