C     F      C       F           C          F        C
I never really fell in love till I went up to Fakenham Fair
G     C              F           C        F      C           G       C
And I chanced for to meet with a carnival girl a-selling the chances there
  F                     C                  F          G
I tried for a lamp or a Spanish shawl or a golden filigree
    C       F         C         F            C           G         C
But all the while her eyes were saying, “Oh! Come take a chance on me.”

[Chorus]
   F                C
So swing around the merry-go-round.
         F                  G
Give the wheel of fortune a whirl,
        C      F        C        F
For the finest prize at Fakenham Fair
       C      G        C
Is the pretty carnival girl.

[Verse 2]
    C         F         C           F             C              F        C
Her eyes were blue, her hair it was brown and her lips they were soft and red
G     C          F          C     F           C              G              C
And a shape like hers I had never seen and my eyes well they popped from my head
    F               C                  F            G
But I was young and innocent but still even I could see
         C       F           C             F             C           G         C
That the way she laughed and she winked my way it said, “Come take a chance on me.”

[Chorus]
   F                     C
So swing around that old merry-go-round.
         F                  G
Give the wheel of fortune a whirl,
    C      F        C        F
The finest prize at Fakenham Fair
       C      G        C
Is the pretty carnival girl.

[Verse 3]
    C         F          C         F             C             F          C
The old folks said, “She ain't for you, boy, oh, what will the old people think?”
G     C       F          C          F            C           G         C
But I took my chance and I won that girl just as quick as an eye could wink
        F                C            F                G
And the very best day in all my life, whatever come to pass,
        C          F          C        F          C        G        C
Was the day that I went up to Fakenham Fair and I won me a carnival lass.

[Chorus]
   F                     C
So swing around that old merry-go-round.
         F                  G
Give the wheel of fortune a whirl,
    C      F        C        F
The finest prize at Fakenham Fair
       C      G        C
Is the pretty carnival girl.