The Ash Grove
I know that this isn't perfect, but it's pretty close. C Am Dm G7 The ash grove how graceful, how plainly 'tis speaking C F G7 C The harp through its playing has language for me. C Am Dm G7 When-ever the light through its branches is breaking, C F G C A host of kind faces is gazing on me. C Dm G C The friends from my childhood again are before me Am Dm G D7 G Each step wakes a memory as freely I roam. C Am Dm G7 With soft whispers laden the leaves rustle oâer me C F G7 C The ash grove, the ash grove alone is my home. C Am Dm G7 Down yonder green valley where streamlets meander C F G7 C When twilight is fading I pensively rove C Am Dm G7 Or at the bright noon tide in solitude wander C F G C Amid the dark shades of the lonely ash grove. C Dm G C 'Twas there while the black bird was cheerfully singing Am Dm G D7 G I first met that dear one the joy of my heart C Am Dm G7 Around us for gladness the blue bells were ringing C F G7 C But then little thought I how soon we should part. C Am Dm G7 My lips smile no more, my heart loses lightness; C F G7 C No dream of the future my spirit can cheer. C Am Dm G7 I only can brood on the past and its brightness C F G C The dear ones I long for again gather here. C Dm G C From ev'ry dark nook they press forward to meet me; Am Dm G D7 G I lift up my eyes to the broad leafy dome, C Am Dm G7 And others are there, looking downward to greet me C F G7 C The ash grove, the ash grove, again is my home.