Tonalità: C major
Verse 1
C
Dm
Bonnie Mae a- shepherd
Dm
C
G
To call the sheep to the fold
C
And aye, as she sang,
Dm
her bonny voice, it rang
G
C
Right over the tops of the downs, downs
G
C
G
Over the tops of the downs
Verse 2
Dm
C
a troop of gentlemen
Dm
C
G
As they were riding by
C
Dm
And one of them has lighted down
G
C
G
Dm
And he's asked of her the way,
G
C
G
He's asked of her the way
C
"Ride on, ride
Verse 3
on,
Dm
C
you rank riders
Dm
C
G
Your steeds are stout and strong
C
Dm
For it's out of the fold I will not go
G
C
For fear you'll do me wrong, wrong
G
Fear you'll do me wrong"
C
Now he's taken her
Verse 4
Dm
C
by the middle jip
Dm
C
G
And by the green gown sleeve
C
Dm
And there he's had his will of her
G
And he's asked of her no leave,
G
C
G
He's asked of her no leave
C
"Oh I've ridden
Verse 5
C
I've ridden west
Dm
C
G
And I've ridden o'er the downs
C
Dm
But the bonniest lass that ever I saw
G
Is calling her sheep to the fold"
C
She has taken the milk pail
Verse 6
C
on her head
Dm
C
G
And she's gone lingering home
C
G
C
Dm
And all her father said to her
G
Was, "Daughter, you've done me wrong,
C
wrong
G
Daughter, you've done me wrong"
C
Dm
Now twenty weeks were
Verse 7
C
gone and past
Dm
C
G
Twenty weeks and three
C
And the lassie began to
Dm
fret and to frown
G
And to long for his twinkling eye,
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C
G
F
Long for his twinkling eye
G
C
F
Interlude 1
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C
F
G
C
G
Verse 8
C
Now it fell on a day,
Dm
C
and a bonny summer's day
Dm
C
G
For she walked out alone
C
Dm
That selfsame troop of gentlemen
G
C
Came riding o'er the downs, downs
G
C
G
Riding o'er the downs
C
Verse 9
Dm
"Who got the babe with thee,
Dm
C
G
Who got the babe in thy arms?"
C
For shame she blushed and aye,
G
C
G
"Oh I've a good man of my own"
C
"You lie, you lie,
Verse 10
Dm
you bonny,
Dm
C
G
So loud I hear you lie
C
Dm
Remember the misty, murky night
G
C
I lay in the fold with thee, with thee
G
F
G
I lay in the fold with thee
C
Now he's lighted
Verse 11
C
berry- brown steed
Dm
C
G
He's set the fair Mae on
C
"Go call out your fold,
Dm
good father, yourself
G
C
She'll ne'er call them again, again
G
She'll ne'er call them again"
C
For he's the Lord
Verse 12
Dm
of
C
Dm
Achentrioch
C
G
With fifty plough an d three
C
Dm
And he's taken away the bonniest lass
G
C
In all the south country, country
G
G
In all the south country
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