调:C major•
Verse 1
Dm
F
C
Dm
Mounted on his milk -white steed.
He rode, he rode,
Until he came to lovely
Dm
Joan.
And twice good morning,
He tipped her the wink and she
Says he to himself, I'll
Am
C
Dm
Oh, don't you think these pooks of hay
So come with me,
F
C
Dm
And I'll give to you my golden ring
Am
C
Dm
So he took off his ring of gold
Says me pretty fair
Miss
Blue
F
C
And her cheeks they brushed like the roses
C
Dm
G
C
F
C
Dm
Am
C
Dm
Come, give that ring into my hand,
F
C
Dm
Than twenty maidenheads, said she.
Pooks of
Dm
Hay,
Dm
G
C
He called, he called, but he called in vain,
For
F
C
Dm
Joan she ne 'er looked back again.
Dm
gate.
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