I Have A Song To Sing, O Chords by Peter, Paul And Mary

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_ _ _ _ _ I have a song to sing, oh Sing me your song, oh
It's sung to the moon by a love-lorn loon Who fled from the [Bb] mocking throng, oh
It's [Eb] the song of a merry [Bb] man who clung, mum [Eb] The soul was sad and [Bb] his glance was glum
[Eb] Who said no suck, [Bb] and who craved no crumb [Eb] As he sighed for the love of a _ lady
_ _ Lady, [Ab] _ _ lady, [Bb] _ misery me, [Eb] like a dady He slipped no suck, and he craved no crumb
As he sighed for the love of a lady
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_ _ have a song to sing, oh What is your song, oh
It's sung with the ring [Bb] of the songs they'd sing [Eb] Who loved with a love [Bb]-light on, oh
[Eb] It's the song of a merry [Bb] maid, dearly bride [Eb] Who loved the Lord [Bb] and who lacked the love
And [Eb] the moan of a merry [Bb] man, moping mum [Eb] Whose soul was sad [Bb] and his glance was glum
[Eb] Who said no suck, [Bb] and who craved no crumb [Eb] As he sighed for the love of a _ lady
_ _ [Bb] Lady, _
[Eb] _ lady, [Bb] misery me, [Eb]
like a dady He slipped no suck, and he craved no crumb
As he sighed for the love of a lady
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_ _ _ I have a song to _ sing, oh Sing me your song, _ oh
It is sung to the [Bb] knell of a churchyard [Eb] bell And a doleful [Bb] dirge ding-dong, oh
It's [Eb] the song of a puffin [Bb] jay, bravely [Eb] born Who turned up his [Bb] noble nose with scorn
[Eb] And the humble merry [Bb] maid, dearly proud [Eb] Who loved [Bb] the Lord and who lacked the love
[Eb] And the moan of a merry [Bb] man, moping mum [Eb] Whose soul was [Bb] sad and his glance was glum
[Eb] Who said no suck, [Bb] and who craved no crumb [Eb] As he sighed for the love of a lady
_ _ [Bb] Lady, [Ab] _ _ [Eb]
lady, _ [Bb] misery [Eb] me, like a dady He slipped no suck, and he craved no crumb
As he sighed for the love of a _ lady
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_ I have a song to _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ sing, oh
_ _ _ _ _ It is sung with a sigh and a tear in the eye For it tells of a [Bb] righted wrong, oh
[Eb] It's the song of a merry [Bb] maid, once so gay [Eb] Who turned on her heel [Bb] and slipped [Eb] away
From the peacock puffin [Bb] jay, bravely born [Eb] Who turned up his [Bb] noble nose [Eb] with scorn
And the humble heart [Bb] that he did not prize [Eb] So she begged on her knees [Bb] with downcast eyes
[Eb] For the love of a merry [Bb] man, moping mum [Eb] Whose soul was [Bb] sad and his glance was glum
[Eb] Who said no suck, [Bb] and who craved no crumb [Eb] As he sighed for the love of a lady
_ _ [Bbm] Lady, [Ab] _
_ [Eb] lady, [Bb] _ misery me, [Eb]
like a dady His pains were o'er and he sighed no more
For he lived in the love of a _ lady
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Lady, _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
lady, _ his pains were o'er and he sighed no more
For he lived in the love of a _ lady _ _
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