Jack-A-Roe Bob Dylan Am | | | G |Am | | | [Am]Oh, there was a wealthy merchant, in [C]London he did [Am]dwell He [Am]had a lovely [C]daughter, the [F]truth to you I'll [C]tell[/B] [Am]Oh, the [E]truth to you I'll [Am]tell. She had sweethearts a-plenty and men of high degree There was none but Jackie Frazier, her true love e'er to bee Oh, her true lover e'er to be. "Oh daughter, oh daughter your body I will confine If none but Jack the sailor, would ever suit your mind Oh, would ever (dylanchords.info)