C          F       C   C°    G7              C
                  I WAS STROLL-ING OUT ONE EVE-NING, BY THE SIL-V'RY MOON.
                    C                 F     C    C°   D7           G7sus  G7
                    I COULD HEAR SOME-BOD-Y SING-ING, A FA-MIL-IAR TUNE,
               C    G7                 C              G7                C
               SO I STOPPED A WHILE TO LIS-TEN, NOT A WORD I WANT-ED TO MISS.
                                 F     C     E7  Am   D7              G7
                IT WAS JUST SOME-BOD-Y SER-E-NAD-ING, SOME-THING LIKE THIS!

                             F                            C
                             MAN-DY, THERE'S A MIN-IS-TER HAND-Y,
                  A7                   D7                      G7#5   C
                  AND IT SURE WOULD BE DAN-DY, IF WE'D LET HIM MAKE A FEE.
                  C7           F                                 C
                  SO DON'T YOU LIN-GER, HERE'S THE RING FOR YOUR FIN-GER,
            A7              D7       G9              C7#5     C        C°
            IS-N'T IT A HUM-DIN-GER, COME A-LONG AND LET  THE WED-DING CHIMES
                            G7    C      Am         D9     G7  C
                            BRING HAP-PY TIMES, FOR MAN-DY AND ME.