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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] B E F# B F# B [Verse]
BBonny May, a-shepherding has gone To Ecall the sheep to the F#fold And Bas she sang, her bonny voice it Erang Right F#over the tops of the downs, Bdowns Right F#over the tops of the downs
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There Bcame a troop of gentlemen As Ethey were riding F#by And Bone of them has lighted Edown And he's F#asked of her the way, Bway And he's F#asked of her the way
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"Ride Bon, ride on, you rank riders Your Esteeds are stout and F#strong For it's Bout of the fold I will not Ego For F#fear you do me wrong, Bwrong For F#fear you do me wrong."
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Now he's Btaken her by the middle jimp And Eby the green gown F#sleeve And Bthere he's had his will of Eher And he's F#asked of her no leave, Bleave And he's F#asked of her no leave
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Now he's Bmounted on his berry brown steed He Esoon o'erta'en his F#men And Bone and all cried out to Ehim "Oh, F#master, you tarried long, Blong Oh, F#master, you tarried long."
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"Oh, BI've ridden East and I've ridden West And EI've ridden o'er the F#downs But the Bbonniest lass that ever I Esaw She was F#calling her sheep to the fold, Bfold F#
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She's Btaken the milk-pail on her head And Eshe's gone lingering F#home And Ball her father said to Eher Was, "F#Daughter, you tarried long, Blong Oh, F#daughter, you tarried long."
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"Oh, Bwoe be to your shepherd, father He Etakes no care of the F#sheep For he's Bbuilded the fold at the back of the Edown And the F#fox has frightened me, Bme And the F#fox has frightened me."
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"Oh, there Bcame a fox to the fold door With Etwinkling eye so F#bold And Bere he'd taken the lamb that he Edid I'd F#rather he'd taken them all, Ball." F#
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Now Btwenty weeks were gone and past ETwenty weeks and F#three The Blassie began to fret and to Efrown And to F#long for the twinkling eye, bright Beye And to F#long for the twinkling eye
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Now it Bfell on a day, on a bonny summer's day That Eshe walked out aF#lone That Bself-same troop of gentleEmen Come a-F#riding over the down, Bdown Come a-F#riding over the down
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"Who Bgot the babe with thee, bonny May Who Egot the babe in thy F#arms?" For Bshame, she blushed, and a' she Esaid Was, "F#I've a good man of my own, Bown." F#
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"You Blie, you lie, you bonny, bonny May So Eloud I hear you F#lie ReBmember the misty murky Enight I F#lay in the fold with thee, Bthee I F#lay in the fold with thee"
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Now he's Bmounted off his berry brown steed He's Esat the fair May F#on "Go Bcall out your kye, father, yourEself She'll F#ne'er call them again, aBgain She'll F#ne'er call them again."
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Oh, he's BLord of twenty plough of land ETwenty plough and F#three And he's Btaken away the bonniest Elass In F#all the South country, counBtry In F#all the South country