The High Kings - As i roved out

As ^AmI roved out on a May morning On a ^AmMay morning right early I s^Cpied my love u^Gpon the way Oh, ^AmLord but ^Gshe was ^Amearly.

Her ^Amboots were black, her stockings white And her ^Ambuckles shone like silver She ^Chad a dark and a ^Groving eye And her ^Amear-rings ^Gtouched her ^Amshoulder.

And she sang ^Amlith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee, And she ^Ghigh-di-lan-di-dee, and she ^Amhigh-di-lan-di-^Emdee and she ^Amlan-ded And she sang ^Amlith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee, And she ^Ghigh-di-lan-di-dee, and she ^Amhigh-di-lan-di-^Emdee and she ^Amlan-ded and she ^Amlan-ded

“How ^Amold are you my bonny, wee girl? How ^Amold are you my Darling? How o^Cld are you my ^Gbonny, wee girl?" “I’ll be ^Amseven^Gteen on ^AmSunday.”

I ^Amwent to her house on the top of the hill When the ^Ammoon was shining clearly. ^CShe arose to ^Glet me in But her ^Ammother ^Gchanced to ^Amhear me.

And she sang ^Amlith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee, And she ^Ghigh-di-lan-di-dee, and she ^Amhigh-di-lan-di-^Emdee and she ^Amlan-ded And she sang ^Amlith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee, And she ^Ghigh-di-lan-di-dee, and she ^Amhigh-di-lan-di-^Emdee and she ^Amlan-ded and she ^Amlan-ded

She ^Amgrabbed her by the hair of her head And ^Amout of the room she brought her, And ^Cwith the root of a ^Ghazel branch She ^Amwas a ^Gwell-beat ^Amdaughter.

“Will you ^Ammarry me now my soldier boy Will you ^Ammarry me now or never? Will you ^Cmarry me now my ^Gsoldier boy Can you ^Amsee I’m ^Gdone for^Amever.”

“Well I ^Amwon’t marry you my bonny wee girl, I won’t ^Ammarry you my Darling. For ^CI have got a ^Gwife at home And ^Amhow could ^GI dis^Amown her?”

And she sang ^Amlith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee, And she ^Ghigh-di-lan-di-dee, and she ^Amhigh-di-lan-di-^Emdee and she ^Amlan-ded And she sang ^Amlith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee, And she ^Ghigh-di-lan-di-dee, and she ^Amhigh-di-lan-di-^Emdee and she ^Amlan-ded and she ^Amlan-ded

A ^Ampint at night is my delight And a ^Amgallon in the morning. The old ^Cwomen are ^Gmy heart break But the ^Amyoung ones ^Gare my ^Amdarlings.

As ^AmI roved out on a May morning On a ^AmMay morning right early I ^Cspied my love u^Gpon the way Oh, ^AmLord but ^Gshe was ^Amearly.

And she sang ^Amlith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee, And she ^Ghigh-di-lan-di-dee, and she ^Amhigh-di-lan-di-^Emdee and she ^Amlan-ded And she sang ^Amlith-a-doo-a, lith-a-doo-a lith-a-doo-a-dee, And she ^Ghigh-di-lan-di-dee, and she ^Amhigh-di-lan-di-^Emdee and she ^Amlan-ded and she ^Amlan-ded