My sw^Deetheart come along, don't you hear the sweet song/ Of the b^Deautiful n^A7ightingale fl^Dow – o^A7h oh ^DYou will hear ^A7the fond tale^D/ of the swe^A7et nightingale As she s^Dings in the v^Galley bel^Dow o^A7h oh^D oh ^A7 oh oh/ As she s^Dings in the v^A7alley bel^Dow

Pray ^Dleave me alone, I have hands of my own And alon^Dg with you^A7 I'll not go ^D– oh o^A7h ^DFor to hear th^A7e fond tale o^Df the sweet ^A7nightingale As she s^Dings in the v^Galley bel^Dow o^A7h oh^D oh ^A7 oh oh As she s^Dings in the v^A7alley bel^Dow

Prett^Dy Polly, don't fail, and I'll carry your pail Straight^D home to y^A7our cottage w^De'll g^A7o – oh oh/ ^DWe will hear t^A7he fond tale/^D of the swee^A7t nightingale As she s^Dings in the v^Galley bel^Dow o^A7h oh^D oh ^A7 oh oh As she s^Dings in the v^A7alley bel^Dow

Pray ^Dsit yourself down with me on the ground On the b^Danks where^A7 the primrose^Ds grow^A7 – oh oh ^DYou will hear ^A7the fond tale^D of the swee^A7t nightingale As she s^Dings in the v^Galley bel^Dow o^A7h oh^D oh ^A7 oh oh As she s^Dings in the v^A7alley bel^Dow

Down ^Din yonder grove there is an alcove And viol^Dets around^A7 it do spring^{D A7 D}Just by in a b^A7ush there sit^Ds a song thr^A7ush 'Twill c^Dharm you to h^Gear how s^Dhe si^A7ngs i^Dn the^A7 valley below oh oh oh oh oh As she s^Dings in the v^A7alley bel^Dow

Why h^Dark, my love, hark, why yonder's a lark She warb^Dles and pl^A7eases me so ^D– oh o^A7h ^DThat the beaut^A7iful tale of ^Dthe sweet ni^A7ghtingale Will nev^Der entice me ^Gto go in ^Dthe v^A7alley^D belo^A7w oh oh oh oh oh As she s^Dings in the v^A7alley bel^Dow

The t^Dwo lovers agreed to be married with speed And stra^Dight to th^A7e church they^D did g^A7o ^DNow no more sh^A7e's afraid to^D go down in ^A7the shade Or to wa^Dlk in the val^Gley below^D oh ^A7 oh ^Doh o^A7h oh/ As she s^Dings in the v^A7alley bel^Dow