Foggy Foggy Dew

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 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 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 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 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 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