Title: Folk & Traditional Song Lyrics - The Nightingale

Folk & Traditional Song Lyrics www.traditionalmusic.co.uk The Nightingale 
The Nightingale
 D My sweetheart come along, don't you hear the sweet song D A7 D A7 Of the beautiful nightingale flow 
D A7 D A7 You will hear the fond tale of the sweet nightingale D G D A7 D A7 As she sings in the valley below D A7 D As she sings in the valley below 
Pray leave me alone, I have hands of my own And along with you I'll not go For to hear the fond tale of the sweet nightingale As she sings in the valley below.... 
Pretty Polly, don't fail, and I'll carry your pail Straight home to your cottage we'll go We will hear the fond tale of the sweet nightingale As she sings in the valley below.... 
Pray sit yourself down with me on the ground On the banks where the primroses grow You will hear the fond tale of the sweet nightingale As she sings in the valley below.... 
Down in yonder grove there is an alcove And violets around it do spring Just by in a bush there sits a song thrush 'Twill charm you to hear how she sings.... 
Why hark, my love, hark, why yonder's a lark She warbles and pleases me so That the beautiful tale of the sweet nightingale Will never entice me to go.... 
The two lovers agreed to be married with speed And straight to the church they did go Now no more she's afraid to go down in the shade Or to walk in the valley below.... 
Recorded by Margaret Chrystal, T. Bikel, C. Gooding RPf