The Old Maids Song

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[Chorus]
       G/D                    Em          D7
Come a landsman, a pinsman, a tinker or a tailor,
G/D                     Em             D7
Fiddler, or a dancer, a ploughboy or a sailor,
G/D                      Em        D7
Gentleman, a poor man, a fool or a witty,
      G/D           Em             G/D           D7  Em G/D Em
Don't let me die an old maid, but take me out of pity.

[Verse 1]
      G/D                     Em           D7
Oh, I had a sister Sally, was younger than I am,
    G/D                          Em        D7
She had so many sweethearts, she had to de-ny them;
G/D                   Em        D7
As for my own part, I never had many,
        G/D        Em             G/D         D7  Em G/D Em
If you all knew my heart, I'd be thankful for any.

[Chorus]
       G/D                    Em          D7
Come a landsman, a pinsman, a tinker or a tailor,
G/D                     Em             D7
Fiddler, or a dancer, a ploughboy or a sailor,
G/D                      Em        D7
Gentleman, a poor man, a fool or a witty,
      G/D           Em             G/D           D7  Em G/D Em
Don't let me die an old maid, but take me out of pity.

[Verse 2]
      G/D                     Em           D7
Oh, I had a sister Susan, was ugly and ill-shapen,
  G/D                        Em          D7
Before she was sixteen years old she was taken,
   G/D                     Em        D7
Before she was eighteen, a son and a daughter,
     G/D           Em         G/D     D7  Em G/D Em
Here am I, six and forty, and nary an offer.

[Chorus]
       G/D                    Em          D7
Come a landsman, a pinsman, a tinker or a tailor,
G/D                   Em             D7
A fiddler, or a dancer, ploughboy or a sailor,
G/D                      Em        D7
Gentleman, a poor man, a fool or a witty,
      G/D           Em             G/D           D7  Em G/D Em
Don't let me die an old maid, but take me out of pity.

[Verse 3]
      G/D                    Em          D7
Oh, I never will be scolding, I never will be jealous,
      G/D                      Em        D7
My husband shall have money to go to the alehouse,
G/D                                Em             D7
While he's there a-spending, well, I'll be home a-saving,
     G/D           Em             G/D        D7   Em G/D Em
And I'll leave it to the world if I am worth having.

[Chorus]
       G/D                    Em          D7
Come a landsman, a pinsman, a tinker or a tailor,
  G/D                   Em             D7
A fiddler, or a dancer, ploughboy or a sailor,
G/D                      Em        D7
Gentleman, a poor man, a fool or a witty,
          G/D           Em            G/D            D7  Em G/D
Don't you let me die an old maid, but take me out of pity.