[Verse]
Am
One evening of late as I carelessly strayed
Em
I espied a fair maid in deep mourn
Am
I asked her the matter, she quickly made answer
D Am
I am weary from lying alone, alone
D Am
I am weary from lying alone
[Verse]
My comely young damsel, come down here alongside me
Em
And tell me of the years that have a-flown
Am
For seven long gone and eleven years around
D Am
I am weary from lying alone, alone
D Am
I am weary from lying alone
[Verse]
If I got a comely young man who would take me without fortune
Em
And make me a wife of his very own
Am
For the truth is, I'll say is, I'll die in despair
D Am
If I lie any longer alone, alone
D Am
If I lie any longer alone
[Verse]
There's a neat, sweet li'l flower in this garden alongside me
Em
Take it away, sure it is all but your own
Am
For the flower, it will fade and so also will the maid
D Am
For she's weary from lying alone, alone
D Am
For she's weary from lying alone