Cherish the Ladies - Bonny blue-eyed nancy

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How could I live on the top of a mountain?

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With no money in my pocket, no gold for the counting

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For I would let the money go, all for to please her fancy N.C. C And I would marry no one but my own dear blue-eyed Nancy

She's my ^Fbonny blue-eyed ^Classie with, with an ^Dmair so sweet and ^Ctender Her ^Fwalk like swans on ^Amwater and her ^Dmwaist so ^Gsmall and ^Cslender Her ^Fgolden hair in ^Cringlets fell all ^Dmo'er her snow-white ^Cshoulder And ^FI'll ask her for to ^Cmarry me, and there's ^Dmno man ^Gcould be ^Cbolder

Now, there's ^Fsome people ^Csay she is ^Dmvery low in ^Cstation And there's ^Fmore people ^Emsay, she'll be the ^Dm7cause of ^Ammy rui^Gnati^Con But ^Flet them all say ^Cwhat they will To ^Dmher I ^Amwill prove ^Fconstant ^Emstill 'Til the ^Fday that I ^Cdie, she will be ^Ammy own ^Glovely ^Clady

How ^Dmlightly skims the ^Cswallow o'er the ^Fdark waters of E^Emochaill And ^Dmblithely sings the ^Cnightingale so ^Dmhappy ^Gto be^Chold her And the ^Fwinds may blow, and the ^Cmoorcocks crow And the ^Dmmoon shine ^Amout so ^Fclearly ^EmO Ah, but ^Dmdeeper by ^Cfar is my ^Dm7love for ^Gmy own ^Clady

Well now, there's ^Fsome people ^Ctell me that she is ^Dmvery low in ^Cstation And there's ^Fmore people ^Csay, she'll be the ^Dm7cause of ^Ammy rui^Gnati^Con But ^Flet them all say ^Cwhat they will To ^Dmher I ^Amwill prove ^Gconstant still N.C. C 'Til the day that I die, she will be my own lovely lady