I Have A Song To Sing O chords by Peter, Paul And Mary
Guitar chords with lyrics
Verse: D I have a song to sing, O! (Sing me your song, O!) D A It is sung to the moon by a love-lorn loon D A Who fled from the mocking throng-o D A It's the song of a merry man moping mum D A Whose soul was sad and whose glance was glum D A Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb D A D As he sighed for the love of a lady.
Chorus:
D A G A
Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de
D A
He sipped no sup and he craved no crumb
D A D
As he sighed for the love of a lady.
Verse:
D
I have a song to sing, O! (What is your song, O)
D A
It is sung with the ring of the songs maids sing
D A
Who loved with a love life-long-o
D A
It's a song of a merry maid peerly proud
D A
Who loved a lord and who laughed aloud
D A
At the moan of the merry man moping mum
D A
Whose soul was sad and whose glance was glum
D A
Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb
D A D
As he sighed for the love of a lady.
Chorus:
D A G A
Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de
D A
He sipped no sup and he craved no crumb
D A D
As he sighed for the love of a lady.
Verse:
D
I have a song to sing,O! (Sing me your song, O)
D A
It is sung to the knell of a church-yard bell
D A
And a doleful dirge ding-dong o
D A
It's a song of a popinjay bravely born
D A
Who turned up his noble nose with scorn
D A
At the humble merry maid peerly proud
D A
Who loved a lord and who laughed aloud
D A
At the moan of a merry man moping mum
D A
Whose soul was sad and whose glance was glum
D A
Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb
D A D
As he sighed for the love of a lady.
Chorus:
D A G A
Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de
D A
He sipped no sup and he craved no crumb
D A D
As he sighed for the love of a lady.
Verse:
D
I have a song to sing, O! I have a song to sing-o!
(I have a song to sing)
D A
It is sung with a sigh and a tear in the eye
D A
for it tells of a righted wrong-o
D A
It's a song of the merry maid once so gay
D A
Who turned on her heel and tripped away
D A
From the peacock popinjay bravely born
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Who turned up his noble nose with scorn
D A
At the humble heart that he did not prize
D A
So she begged on her knees with downcast eyes
D A
For the love of the merry man moping mum
D A
Whose soul was sad and whose glance was glum
D A
Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb
D A D
As he sighed for the love of a lady.
Chorus:
D A G A
Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de
D A
His pains were o'er and he sighed no more
D A D
For he lived in the love of a lady
Outro:
D A
Hey-di, hey-di,
D A
His pains were o'er and he sighed no more
D A D
For he lived in the love of a lady! Published:
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