| Am    | C    | G    | Am    |
| Am    | C    | G    | D     | D     |
| Am    | C    | G    | D     | D     |
| Am    | C    | G    | Am    | Am    | Am    | Am    |


[Verse 1]
     Am       C              G        Am
When I was in service in the Rosemary Lane
  Am           Am         G        D    | D    |
I won the good will of my master Amberdine
       Am          Am        G        D    | D    |
Till a sailor came there one night to lay
    Am             C          G      Am    | Am    | Am    | Am    |
And that was the beginning of my misery


[Verse 2]
   Am           C         G            Am
He called for a candle to light him to bed
    Am          Am             G          D    | D    |
Likewise a silk hankerchief to tie up his hair
   Am         Am      G            D    | D    |
To tie up his hair as sailors will do
     Am              C            G        Am    | Am    | Am    | Am    |
"And third my pretty Polly, won't you come too?"


[Verse 3]
     Am               C            G             Am
This may be young and foolish, she thought it no harm
   Am       Am         G            D    | D    |
To lie into bed but to keep herself warm
    Am            Am            G        D    | D    |
And what was done there, I will never disclose
      Am              C              G          Am    | Am    | Am    | Am    |
But I wish that short night had been seven long years


[Instrumental]
|C     | C     | B7     | B7     | Bbsus2   | Bbsus2   | Am     | Am     |
|C     | C     | B7     | B7     | Bbsus2   | Bbsus2   | Am     | Am     |
|C     | C     | B7     | B7     | Bbsus2   | Bbsus2   | Am     | Am     |
|C     | C     | B7     | B7     | Bbsus2   | Bbsus2   | Am     | Am     |


[Verse 4]
     Am           C         G      Am
Next morning this sailor so early arose
    Am       Am     G           D    | D    |
And into my apron 3 guineas did throw
        Am          Am       G           D    | D    |
Saying "This I will give and more I will do
          Am           C        G       Am    | Am    | Am    | Am    |
If you'll be my pretty Polly wherever I go"


[Verse 5]
    Am        C          G             Am
And if it's a boy, he'll fight for the King
    Am        Am            G           D    | D    |
And if it's a girl she will wear a gold ring
Am          Am         G          D    | D    |
Wear a gold ring and a dress all aflame
      Am        C              G        Am    | Am    | Am    | Am    |
And remember my service in the Rosemary Lane


[Verse 6]
     Am       C              G        Am
When I was in service in the Rosemary Lane
  Am           Am         G        D    | D    |
I won the good will of my master Amberdine
       Am          Am        G        D    | D    |
Till a sailor came there one night to lay
    Am             C          G      Am    | Am    | Am    | Am    | Am    | Am    |
And that was the beginning of my misery