The Ash Grove
Songs
2024-11-04 12:58:16
The Ash Grove
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
My lips smile no more
My heart loses its lightness
No dream of the future
My spirit can cheer
I only would brood
On the past and its brightness
The dead I have mourned
Are again living here
From every dark nook
They press forward to meet me
I lift up my eyes
To the broad leafy dome
And others are there
Looking downwards to greet me
The ash grove, the ash grove
Alone is my home
- Artist:Roger Whittaker
- Album:"Folk Songs"