The Ash Grove

Lyrics

Down yonder green valley where streamlets meander When twilight is fading, I pensively roam Or at the, bright noontide in solitude I wander Amid the dark shades of the lovely Ash Grove 'Tis while the blackbird is cheerfully singing Each warbler enchants with its note from the tree Ah, then little think I of sorrow or sadness The Ash Grove , enchanting, spells beauty for me The Ash Grove how graceful, how plainly 'tis speaking The harp through it playing has language for me Whenever the light through its branches is breaking A host of kind faces is gazing on me The friends of my childhood again are before me Each step wakes a memory as freely I roam With soft whispers laden its leaves rustle o'er me The Ash Grove, The Ash Grove, alone is my home Ah, then little think I of sorrow or sadness The Ash Grove, The Ash Grove, alone is my home