Were[C] talking of sweethearts they[G] had,

[C]All would be glad ex[G]cept one Irish lad,

Who[D] looked very down[D7]hearted and[G] sad,

I[G] say wont you join us said one of the boys,

[C]Surely you love someone[G] too,

He[C] lifted his head and[G] proudly he said,

[D]Yes im in love with[G] two.

[Chorus]

One[G] has hair of silver grey,the[C] other has hair of [G]gold,

[C]One is young and[G] beautifull,the[D] other is bent and[D7] old,

Thoes[G] are the two that are dear to me,

[C]From them I never will[G] part,

Fo[C]r one is my mother,God[G] bless her I love her,

And the[D] other is[D7] my sweet[G]heart.

[2]

My sweetheart is only a poor country girl,

To her I intend to be wed,

But my father said no this cannot be so,

You must marry a ladt instead.