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[Verse 1]
BmEm
Oh, as I roved out one bright summer's morn
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Down by Blackwaterside
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I'd be gazing on the flowers that did bloom all around
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When a pretty Irish girl I spied
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Oh, 'twas red and rosy was her cheeks
EmBmA
Golden yellow was her hair
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As I clasped her by the lily-white hand
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And I said, "My young sweetheart fair"
[Verse 2]
EmBmEm
There be many a good man's daughter
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Going around from town to town
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There be many a good man's daughter with
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Her hair all hanging down
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They'll be rocking the cradles the whole day long
EmBmA
Singing, "Low-la, low-la, low"
EmBmEm
Was there ever a poor and a misfortunate girl
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Was as easily led as you?
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[Verse 3]
BmEm
Oh, that wasn't the promise you made to me
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Down by Blackwaterside
EmDCD
Ah, that wasn't the promise you made to me
EmBmC
When you asked me to be your bride
GDCD
Ah, that wasn't the promise you made to me
EmBmA
When you swore you'd be loyal and true
EmBmEm
When the fishes fly and the seas run dry
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I'll return and I'll marry you