Steeleye Span – Bonny Irish Boy (Guitar)

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As I roved out one morning

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All in the blooming spring

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I overheard a damsel

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So grievously sing

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Saying cruel were my parents

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Who did me sore annoy

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They would not let me tarry with my bonny Irish boy

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His hair is like the chestnut brown

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His eyes as black as sloes;

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He is meek in his behaviour

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Wherever that he goes

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He is well-sized, both neat and wise

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Like a maiden's chastity

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If I had my will I would be still

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In my love's company

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If I had all the riches now

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That great men have in store

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'Tis freely I'd bestow them

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On the man that I adore;

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His beauty so entangled me

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I never can deny

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In the arms of my labouring boy

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I mean to live and die