X:91
T:There Was A Maid In Her Father's Garden
R:
song
D:Dolores Keane
Z:id:hn-song-91
M:3/4
L:1/8
Q:1/4=60
K:Edor
(B,>D) | E>F E2 EF | AB dHe
(ed) | B>A B2 AF | E>F D2
(B,>D) | E>F E2 EF | AB dHe
ed | B>A BB AF | ED E2 ||
W:There was a maid in her father's garden
W:a gentleman, being passing by
W:He stood a while and he gazed upon her
W:Saying: "Fair young lady, will you marry me?"
W:
W:"I'm not a lady, but a poor girl
W:And a poor girl of low degree
W:So now, young man, choose another sweetheart
W:For I'm not fitting your maid to be."
W:
W:"I have houses and I have lands
W:and I have money to set you free.
W:I'll make you a nice young lady
W:And you'll have servants to wait on thee."
W:
W:"It's seven years since I had a sweetheart
W:And seven more since I did him see
W:Seven more I will wait upon him
W:And if he's alive, he'll come home to me."
W:
W:"It's seven years since you had a sweetheart
W:And seven more since you did him see
W:Seven more you will wait upon him
W:Perhaps this young man you'll never see."
W:
W:If he's sick, I wish him better
W:And if he's dead, I wish him rest
W:If he's alive, he will come home to me
W:For he's the young man that I love best."
W:
W:He put his hand into his pocket
W:His lily-white fingers, being thin and small
W:And out between them he drew a gold ring
W:And when she saw it, down she did fall
W:
W:He took her up all in his arms
W:And gave her kisses most tenderly
W:Saying, "I'm your true love, a single sailor
W:that came home from sea, love, to wed with thee"
W:
W:"If you're my true love, a single sailor
W:Your face and features, seem strange to me
W:But seven years make great alterations
W:On the raging seas between you and me."