Fiddler's Green - The old dungarvan oak

^GAs I walked out one^C morning, going to Dungarvan Fair I spied^G a pretty maide^Dn, with the sunlight in her hair ^GHer way was so del^Cightful, her voice rang like a bell And ^Gas I over^D-took ^Gher, I asked if she was well

^DLay down your woollen shaw^Gl m^Cy love, I swear it is no joke ^GAnd I'll te^Dll^G to you the story of The Old Dungarvan Oak

^GAs we approached D^Cungarvan, The girl at me did stare And she^G asked me why I raised my hat,^D to a tree so old and bare ^GSo I told her of the le^Cgend, if the tree should e'er come down There'^Gd be a gre^Dat di^Gsaster, And Dungarvan would be drowned

^DLay down your woollen shaw^Gl m^Cy love, I swear it is no joke ^GAnd I'll te^Dll^G to you the story of The Old Dungarvan Oak

^GThen she started^C laughing, my face grew very red And she said ^Gthat only fools believed, ^Dwhat old legends said ^GHer laughter was conta^Cgious, for the truth to you I'll tell By the time I rea^Gched the mar^Dket^G place, I began to laugh as well

^DLay down your woollen shaw^Gl m^Cy love, I swear it is no joke ^GAnd I'll te^Dll^G to you the story of The Old Dungarvan Oak

^GAs I sit here by my fir^Ceside, it’s the autumn of my life And ^Gthe lovely girl I met that da^Dy, Is now my darling wife ^GOh I have a lovely da^Cughter, and a son to push my yoke And ^Gall because I rai^Dsed^G my hat, To the Old Dungarvan Oak

^DLay down your woollen shaw^Gl m^Cy love, I swear it is no joke ^GAnd I'll te^Dll^G to you the story of The Old Dungarvan Oak