Peter, Paul and Mary - Monday morning

1. Ea^Dmrly one mornin’ one mornin’ in ^Espring ^Am to he^Dmar the birds whistle, ^Gthe nightingale^Cs sing. ^E I m^Amet a fair maide^Gn who sweetly did s^Aming, ^Em I’m ^Amgoing to be marr^Dmied next Monday morn^Eing. ^Am

2. “^DmHow old are you, my fair young^E maid, ^Am h^Dmere in this vall^Gey, this valley ^Cso green ? ^E H^Amow old are you, m^Gy fair youn^Amg maid ?” ^Em ?^Am??I’m goin’ to be^Dm sixteen next Monda^Ey morning.” ^Am

3. “Well, si^Dmxteen years old, that’s too young ^Efor to marry, ^Am so ta^Dmke my advice, f^Give years longe^Cr to tarry. ^E For mar^Amriage brings troubles and^G sorrows begin, ^{Am Em} so pu^Amt off your weddi^Dmng for Monday morni^Eng.” ^Am

4. “You tal^Dmk like a mad man, a man with no ski^Ell, ^{Am Dm}two years I’ve been waiting a^Ggainst my ow^Cn will. ^E And now ^AmI’m determin^Ged to have my own^Am way, ^Em and I??^Am?m going to be married^Dm next Monday morning^E.” ^Am

5. “And next^Dm Monday mornin’ the bells they will^E ring, ^{Am Dm}my true love will buy me ^Ga gay gold rin^Cg. ^{E Am}Also he’ll b^Guy me a new p^Amretty gown ^Em to wea^Amr at my weddin^Dmg next Monday morning^E.” ^Am

6. “^DmNext Monday night when I go to my be^Ed, ^Am and I^Dm turn rou^Gnd to the man that I^C’ve wed, ^E aro^Amund his middle^G my two arms I^Am will fling, ^Em and I wis^Amh to my soul it^Dm was Monday morni^Eng.” ^Am