Here is my first attempt at this, so bear with me.
From the Burl Ives Songbook:

Slow, free in delivery:

E    B      Cm            
- Here I sit on But-ter-milk Hill,
E                  E
who could blame me cry my fill?
    Cm
And ev-'ry tear would turn a mill;

CHORUS:

Cm       G         Cm
John-ny has gone for a sol-dier.
Cm         G       Cm
Shoo-lie, shoo-lie, shoo-lie too,
E       Cm            Cm
Shoo-lie, sac-ca-rac-ca bib-ba-lib-ba boo.
   E       B       Cm                                 
If I should die for Sal-ly bo-bo-link come
               G (slower)Cm
bib-ba-lib-ba boo    sa-ro-ra