The Ash Grove Acordes

	  I know that this isn't perfect, but it's pretty close. 

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The ash grove how graceful, how plainly 'tis speaking 
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The harp through its playing has language for me. 
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When-ever the light through its branches is breaking, 
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A host of kind faces is gazing on me. 
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The friends from my childhood again are before me 
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Each step wakes a memory as freely I roam. 
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With soft whispers laden the leaves rustle o’er me 
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The ash grove, the ash grove alone is my home. 

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Down yonder green valley where streamlets meander 
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When twilight is fading I pensively rove 
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Or at the bright noon tide in solitude wander 
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Amid the dark shades of the lonely ash grove. 
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'Twas there while the black bird was cheerfully singing 
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I first met that dear one the joy of my heart 
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Around us for gladness the blue bells were ringing 
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But then little thought I how soon we should part. 

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My lips smile no more, my heart loses lightness; 
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No dream of the future my spirit can cheer. 
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I only can brood on the past and its brightness 
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The dear ones I long for again gather here. 
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From ev'ry dark nook they press forward to meet me; 
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I lift up my eyes to the broad leafy dome, 
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And others are there, looking downward to greet me 
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The ash grove, the ash grove, again is my home.