The Blacksmith

Am C Am Well, a blacksmith courted me, I loved him a-dearly C Am He played upon his pipes both neat and a-trimly C G Am With his hammer in his hand, he strikes so steady C G Am And I love to hear him call all round the smithy C Am Well, I love to watch my love with his hammer a-swinging C Am And I love to hear it fall on the anvil a-ringing C G Am Well, the note is loud and clear, the sparks are flying C G Am And my love is handsome then, there's no denying C Am My love's at the bellows now, the fire is roaring C Am It is getting mighty hot, the flames are soaring C G Am Nothing can be so gay when my love is blowing C G Am And at night it's bright as day when my love is blowing C Am Where has my lover gone with his cheeks like roses? C Am He has gone across yon fields gathering primroses C G Am And that sun doth shine too clear, it will burn his beauty C G Am I will go and seek my love and do my duty C Am Strange news has come to town, strange news is carried C Am Strange news flies up and down that my love is married C G Am Well, I wish him joy though he's my love no longer C G Am But I love my old love still, my blacksmith yonder C Am A And a blacksmith courted me, I loved him a-dearly