Am   E     Am        E  
On a wagon bound for market,  
Am        Dm          Am       E  
There's a calf with a mournful eye.  
Am    E                 Am        E  
High above him there's a swallow,  
Am        Dm      Am      E   Am  
Winging swiftly through the sky.  
 

G                           C    Am  
How the winds are laughing,  
     G                             C  
They laugh with all their might.  
G                                 C         Am  
Laugh and laugh the whole day through,  
        E                      Am  
And half the summer's night.  (Dona, dona)  
E                             Am  
Dona, Dona, Dona, Dona,  
G                             C  
Dona, Dona, Dona, doe.  
E                             Am  
Dona, Dona, Dona, Dona,  
E                           Am  
Dona, Dona, Dona, doe.  
  

  Am      E                 Am       E  
"Stop complaining!" said the farmer,  
 Am       Dm    Am      E  
"Who told you a calf to be?  
Am               E               Am       E  
Why don't you have wings to fly with,  
Am       Dm               Am    E   Am  
Like the swallow so proud and free?"  
Am               E               Am        E  
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered  
Am     Dm              Am     E  
Never knowing the reason why.  
Am     E           Am        E  
But whoever treasures freedom ,  
Am       Dm              Am      E  Am  
Like the swallow has learned to fly  

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