Chords for The Ash Grove
Tempo:
89.85 bpm
Chords used:
E
B
A
C#m
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[B] [E]
[C#m]
[B] [E] [A]
[B] [E]
The ash grove, how graceful, how [A] plainly [B] it is speaking,
[E] The harp through [A] it playing, [B] as language for [E] me.
Whenever the light through [C#m] its branches [B] is breaking,
[E]
A host [A] of kind faces [B] is gazing on [E] me.
The friends of my childhood [C#m] again [B] are before me,
Each step [C#] wakes a [E] memory [B] as freely [B] I roam.
[E] With soft whispers laden [C#m] its leaves [B] rustle o'er me,
[E] The ash [A] grove, the ash grove, alone [B] is [E] my home.
[C#m]
[B] [E] [A]
[B] [E]
My lips smile no more, my heart [A] loses [B] its lightness,
[E] No dream of the [A] future [B] my spirit can [E] cheer.
I only can brood [A] on the past and its [B] brightness,
[E] The dead I [A] have mourned [B] are again living [E] here.
From [C#m] every dark [E] nook they [C#] press forward to [G#m] meet me,
[E] I lift [C#m] up my [E] eyes to [B] the broad leafy dome,
[E] And others are there [C#] looking downward [B] to greet [E] me.
The ash grove, [A] the ash grove, [C#] alone [B] is [E] my home.
[N]
[C#m]
[B] [E] [A]
[B] [E]
The ash grove, how graceful, how [A] plainly [B] it is speaking,
[E] The harp through [A] it playing, [B] as language for [E] me.
Whenever the light through [C#m] its branches [B] is breaking,
[E]
A host [A] of kind faces [B] is gazing on [E] me.
The friends of my childhood [C#m] again [B] are before me,
Each step [C#] wakes a [E] memory [B] as freely [B] I roam.
[E] With soft whispers laden [C#m] its leaves [B] rustle o'er me,
[E] The ash [A] grove, the ash grove, alone [B] is [E] my home.
[C#m]
[B] [E] [A]
[B] [E]
My lips smile no more, my heart [A] loses [B] its lightness,
[E] No dream of the [A] future [B] my spirit can [E] cheer.
I only can brood [A] on the past and its [B] brightness,
[E] The dead I [A] have mourned [B] are again living [E] here.
From [C#m] every dark [E] nook they [C#] press forward to [G#m] meet me,
[E] I lift [C#m] up my [E] eyes to [B] the broad leafy dome,
[E] And others are there [C#] looking downward [B] to greet [E] me.
The ash grove, [A] the ash grove, [C#] alone [B] is [E] my home.
[N]
Key:
E
B
A
C#m
C#
E
B
A
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
The ash grove, how graceful, how [A] plainly [B] it is speaking,
[E] The harp through [A] it playing, [B] as language for [E] me.
_ _ Whenever the light through [C#m] its branches [B] is breaking,
[E]
A host [A] of kind faces [B] is gazing on [E] me.
The friends of my childhood [C#m] again [B] are before me,
Each step [C#] wakes a [E] memory [B] as freely [B] I roam.
[E] With soft whispers laden [C#m] its leaves [B] rustle o'er me,
[E] The ash [A] grove, the ash grove, alone [B] is [E] my home. _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _ _
My lips smile no more, my heart [A] loses [B] its lightness,
[E] No dream of the [A] future [B] my spirit can [E] cheer.
I only can brood [A] on the past and its [B] brightness,
[E] The dead I [A] have mourned [B] are again living [E] here.
From [C#m] every dark [E] nook they [C#] press forward to [G#m] meet me,
[E] I lift [C#m] up my [E] eyes to [B] the broad leafy dome,
[E] And others are there [C#] looking downward [B] to greet [E] me.
The ash grove, [A] the ash grove, [C#] alone [B] is [E] my home. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
The ash grove, how graceful, how [A] plainly [B] it is speaking,
[E] The harp through [A] it playing, [B] as language for [E] me.
_ _ Whenever the light through [C#m] its branches [B] is breaking,
[E]
A host [A] of kind faces [B] is gazing on [E] me.
The friends of my childhood [C#m] again [B] are before me,
Each step [C#] wakes a [E] memory [B] as freely [B] I roam.
[E] With soft whispers laden [C#m] its leaves [B] rustle o'er me,
[E] The ash [A] grove, the ash grove, alone [B] is [E] my home. _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _ _
My lips smile no more, my heart [A] loses [B] its lightness,
[E] No dream of the [A] future [B] my spirit can [E] cheer.
I only can brood [A] on the past and its [B] brightness,
[E] The dead I [A] have mourned [B] are again living [E] here.
From [C#m] every dark [E] nook they [C#] press forward to [G#m] meet me,
[E] I lift [C#m] up my [E] eyes to [B] the broad leafy dome,
[E] And others are there [C#] looking downward [B] to greet [E] me.
The ash grove, [A] the ash grove, [C#] alone [B] is [E] my home. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _