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DmAbroad as I was walkiAmng one evening in Dmthe sprinAmg Dm I heard a maid in Bedlam so Amsweetly for Emto sing Dm Her chains she rattled on her hands Am dm em (or am, depending on how you feel like singing that note) And thus replied she, Dm"I love my love becAmause I know Emmy love loveDms me"Am Dm
DmOh cruel were his parenAmts who sent my love Dmto sea Am Dm And cruel was the sailing shipAm that bore my love frEmom me Dm Yet I love his parents since they'Amre his DmAlthough they've ruined me Em DmI love my love becauAmse I know mEmy love loves Dmme Am Dm
DmWith straw I'll weave a garland,Am I'll weave it Dmwondrous fiAmne Dm With roses, lilies, daisiesAm I'll mix the Emeglantine Dm And I'll present it to my loAmve DmWhen he returns from sea Em DmI love my love becaAmuse I know Emmy love loves Dmme Am Dm
DmJust as she sat there weepinAmg, her love, he cameDm on land Am Dm Then hearing she was in Bedlam he ran Amstraight out oEmf hand Dm He flew into her snow-whitAme arms, DmAnd thus replied he, Em Dm"I love my loveAm because I kEmnow my love lDmovesAm me&qDmuot;
DmShe said, "My love, don't frigAmhten me, are you my lovDme or no'&quAmot; Dm "Oh yes, my dearest Nancy, AmI am your Emlove also Dm I am returned to make amenAmds DmFor all your inEmjury DmI love my love becaAmuse I know myEm love loves Dmme Am Dm DmI love my love becaAmuse I know myEm love loves Dmme&qAmuot;&qDmuot;