The Ash Grove
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CS8157, HL7343
Down yonder green valley where streamlets meander
When twilight is fading, I pensively roam
Or at the bright noontide in solitude wander
Amid the dark shades of the lonely Ash grove
ŽT was there while the blackbird was cheerfully singing
I first met that dear one, the joy of my heart
Around as for gladness the bluebells were ringing
Ah then little knew I, how soon we would part.
Still glows the bright sunshine, oŽer valley and mountain
Still warbles the blackbird, its note from the tree
Still trembles the moonbeam on streamlet and fountain
But what are the beauties of nature to me?
With sorrow, deep sorrow, my bosom is laden
All day I go wandering in search of my love
Ye echoes Oh tell me, where is that bright maiden?
She sleeps Žneath the green turf, down by the ash grove.
