D | D | D | A |
D | G | A | D |
Fortune and I had it.
Fortune and I lost it.
Fortune and I lost it,
One night when I got drunk.
Fortune and I had it,
Locked up in a trunk.
Lost it all a-gambling,
One night when I got drunk.
I wish I had a pretty horse,
and the corn to feed him on,
A pretty little girl to stay at home,
and feed him when I’m gone.