intro
capo 3 fret
Em D Em D
Em D B7 E B7
walking on velvet green . scots pine growing .
E A D
isn’t it rare to be taking the air ,
B7 Em A ( sus2 )
singing . walking on velvet green .
Em D Em D
Em D B7 E B7
walking on velvet green . distant cows lowing .
E A D
never a care : with your legs in the air ,
B7 Em A ( sus2 )
loving . walking on velvet green .
Em D Em D
G F G
won’t you have my company , yes , take it in your hands .
G F G
go down on velvet green , with a country man .
Gm F Gm
who’s a young girls fancy and an old maid’s dream .
A# C G F
tell your mother that you walked all night on velvet green .
( rest the same )
one dusky half – hour’s ride up to the north .
there lies your reputation and all that you’re worth .
where the scent of wild roses turns the milk to cream .
tell your mother that you walked all night on velvet green .
and the long grass blows in the evening cool .
and august’s rare delight may be april’s fool .
but think not of that , my love ,
i’m tight against the seam .
and i’m growing up to meet you down on velvet green .
now i may tell you that it’s love and not just lust .
and if we live the lie , let’s lie in trust .
on golden daffodils , to catch the silver stream
that washes out the wild oat seed on velvet green .
we’ll dream as lovers under the stars – – –
of civilizations raging afar .
and the ragged dawn breaks on your battle scars .
as you walk home cold and alone upon velvet green .
walking on velvet green . scots pine growing .
isn’t it rare to be taking the air , singing .
walking on velvet green .
walking on velvet green . distant cows lowing .
never a care : with your legs in the air , loving .
walking on velvet green .
intro
capo 3 fret
Em D Em D
Em D B7 E B7
walking on velvet green . scots pine growing .
E A D
isn’t it rare to be taking the air ,
B7 Em A ( sus2 )
singing . walking on velvet green .
Em D Em D
Em D B7 E B7
walking on velvet green . distant cows lowing .
E A D
never a care : with your legs in the air ,
B7 Em A ( sus2 )
loving . walking on velvet green .
Em D Em D
G F G
won’t you have my company , yes , take it in your hands .
G F G
go down on velvet green , with a country man .
Gm F Gm
who’s a young girls fancy and an old maid’s dream .
A# C G F
tell your mother that you walked all night on velvet green .
( rest the same )
one dusky half – hour’s ride up to the north .
there lies your reputation and all that you’re worth .
where the scent of wild roses turns the milk to cream .
tell your mother that you walked all night on velvet green .
and the long grass blows in the evening cool .
and august’s rare delight may be april’s fool .
but think not of that , my love ,
i’m tight against the seam .
and i’m growing up to meet you down on velvet green .
now i may tell you that it’s love and not just lust .
and if we live the lie , let’s lie in trust .
on golden daffodils , to catch the silver stream
that washes out the wild oat seed on velvet green .
we’ll dream as lovers under the stars – – –
of civilizations raging afar .
and the ragged dawn breaks on your battle scars .
as you walk home cold and alone upon velvet green .
walking on velvet green . scots pine growing .
isn’t it rare to be taking the air , singing .
walking on velvet green .
walking on velvet green . distant cows lowing .
never a care : with your legs in the air , loving .
walking on velvet green .
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