In [G] a field [D7] by the [C] ri- [G] ver, my [C] love and [D7] I did [G] stand
And on my [D7] leaning [C] shoul- [G] der, she [C] laid her [D7] snow-white [G] hand
She [Em] bid me [C] take life [Bm] easy, as the [C] grass grows [D7] on the [G] weirs
But I was [D7] young and [C] foo- [G] lish, and [C] now I’m [D7] full of [G] tears