https://open.spotify.com/track/4S8VmjPV2Fr8JGibWOUVG5 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mKCsnPkAElU Worked out on request for newhamilgrace1 from Canada. If you like my "work" don't hesitate to add favorite or to give it the STARS it deserves (with explanation?). Here is the list of all the songs I did upload for UG: https://www.ultimate-guitar.com/contribution/3817887-frans.vanuytv/tabs?sort=-date&page=1&per-page=50 ATTENTION: You are experencied? Than you don't have to use Capo. USE TRANSPOSE BUTTON +3. ATTENTION: All chords for 3 beats OR count the * [Intro] | | | | | | | | | * | [Verse 1] I know my love by his way of walkin' and I know my love by his way of talkin'. And I know my love in a suit of blue and if my love leaves me what will I do?" [Chorus] And still she cried, "I love him the best and a troubled mind, sure, can know no rest." And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few and if my love leaves me what will I do?" [Verse 2] "There is a dance house in Maradyke and there my true love goes ev'ry night. He takes a strange girl one upon his knee and don't you think now that vexes me?" [Chorus] And still she cried, "I love him the best and a troubled mind, sure, can know no rest." And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few and if my love leaves me what will I do?" [Interlude] | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | [Verse 3] If my love knew I could wash and wring, if my love knew I could weave and spin. I'd make a coat all of the finest kind but the want of money, sure, leaves me behind.' [Chorus] And still she cried, "I love him the best and a troubled mind, sure, can know no rest." And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few and if my love leaves me what will I do?" [Verse 4] I know my love is an errant rover, I know he’ll wander the wide world over. In dear old Ireland he’ll no longer tarry, an American girl he’s sure to marry. [Chorus] And still she cried, "I love him the best and a troubled mind, sure, can know no rest." And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few and if my love leaves me what will I do?" [End-Chorus] And still she cried, "I love him the best And a troubled mind, sure, can know no rest." And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few And if my love leaves me what will I do?" [Outro] | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | * ||