Misc Traditional - 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 G
the friends from my childhood again are before me
Am Dm G Dm C
each step wakes a memory as freely i roam .
C Am Dm G7
with soft whispers laden the leaves rustle oer 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 G
’twas there while the black bird was cheerfully singing
Am Dm G Dm C
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 G
from ev’ry dark nook they press forward to meet me;
Am Dm G Dm C
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 .