Chords for When Cockle Shells Make Silver Bells

_ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ _ [D] As I roved out one bright May morning, one [C] May morning merrily,
As I roved out one bright May morning, one May morning merrily,
I met a maid, [F] upon the way she was,
[Bb] Her mama's darling with [C] mar-a-rum-ra,
[G] Fal-de-diddle-ah, stal-de-diddle [C]-yol-de-di.
_ _ Her [D] shoes were black, and her stockings white,
And her hair shines like the silver,
Her shoes were black, and her stockings white,
And her hair shines like the [Cm] silver.
She [C] has two nice, bright, [F] sparkling eyes,
And her hair [Bb] hangs over her shoulder,
With mar [C]-a-rum-ra, [G] fal-de-diddle-ah,
Stal-de-diddle-yol-de-di. _ _ _
[Cm] What age are you, my [D] pretty fair maid?
What age are you, my darling?
What age are you, my pretty fair [Cm] maid?
What age are you, my darling?
[C] She answered me, quite modestly,
[Bb] I'm sixteen years next Monday morning,
With [G] mar-a-rum-ra, fal-de-diddle-ah,
Stal-de-diddle-yol-de [C]-di.
_ _ _ And will you [D] come to my mama's house,
The moon shines bright [Cm] and clearly,
[D] Will you come to my mama's house,
The moon shines bright [Cm] and clearly, _
[D] Open the door, and let me [Bb] in,
And dadda will not hear me,
With mar-a [C]-rum-ra, fal-de-diddle-ah,
Stal-de-diddle-yol-de-di.
_ [Cm] _ She took me by the lily-white hand,
And led me to the table,
Took me [D] by the lily-white hand,
And led me to [C] the table.
_ There's plenty wine for soldiers here,
[Bb] As far as they can take it,
With mar-a-rum [G]-ra, fal-de-diddle-ah,
Stal-de-diddle-yol-de-di. _ _ _
And she [F] took my horse by the bridle,
Right and brought him [Cm] to the stable,
Took my horse by the bridle,
Right and brought him to the stable.
_ [C] There's plenty hay for soldiers' horse,
As [Bb] far as they are able,
With mar-a [C]-rum-ra, fal-de [G]-diddle-ah,
Stal-de-diddle-yol-de-di. _
_ And [D] she went up and dressed in bed,
And dressed in [Cm] soft and hazy,
She went up [C] and dressed [D] in bed,
And dressed in soft and [G] hazy.
[C] And I went up [Bb] to tuck her in,
Crying, lassie, are you comfortable,
With mar-a [Gm]-rum-ra, fal-de-diddle-ah,
Stal-de-diddle-yol-de-di.
_ _ _ And I slept in the house till the break of day,
[D] And in the morning [Cm] early,
Slept [D] in the house till the break of day,
And in the [Cm] morning early.
I got up [C] and put on my [Bb] shoes,
Crying, lassie, I must leave you,
With mar-a-rum [G]-ra, fal-de-diddle-ah,
Stal-de-diddle [C]-yol-de-di. _ _ _
And [D] when will you return again,
Or when will we get married,
When will you return? _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ When cock-o'-shells make silver [Bb] bells,
That's the day we'll marry,
With mar-a [G]-rum-ra, fal-de-diddle-ah,
Stal-de-diddle-yol [C]-de-di. _ _ _ _ _ _
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