G                       C
When I was a bachelor I lived all alone
                         G
I worked at the weaver's trade
                              C
And the only only thing I did that was wrong
       D7               G   
Was to woo a fair young maid

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  D7               G
I wooed her in the winter time 
D7                 G
Some of the summer too
                              C
And the only only thing I did that was wrong
            D7                       G    
Was to keep her from the foggy foggy dew

[Verse]
                    C 
One night she knelt down by my side
                 G 
When I was fast asleep
                    C
She threw her arms around my neck
    D7            G
And then began to weep

[Verse]
    D7                      G
She wept she cried she tore her hair
D7                 G  
Ah me what could I do
                         C
So all night long I held her in my arms
        D7                       G     
To keep her from the foggy foggy dew

[Verse]
                            C
Again I am a bachelor and I live with my son
                        G 
We work at the weaver's trade
                             C
And every single time that I look into his eyes
     D7                         G
He reminds me of the fair young maid

[Verse]
   D7                       G 
He reminds me of the winter time
D7                 G
Part of the summer too
                               C
And the many many times I held her in my arms
        D7                       G
To keep her from the foggy foggy dew