Capo 4th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

As I went out one morning, to breathe the air around Tom Paine's

 I spied the fairest damsel, that ever did walk in chains

 I offer'd her my hand, she took me by the arm

 I knew that very instant, she meant to do me harm

Depart from me this moment, I told her with my voice

 Said she, "But I don't wish to, said I, but you have no choice

I beg you, sir, she pleaded, from the corners of her mouth

I will secretly accept you, and together we'll fly south

Just then Tom Paine, himself, came running from across the field

Shouting at this lovely girl, and commanding her to yield

And as she was letting go her grip, up Tom Paine did run

I'm sorry, sir, he said to me, I'm sorry for what she's done