The Ashgrove Lyrics
| Song | The Ashgrove |
| Artist | Blackmore's Night |
| Album | Dance And The Moon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The ash grove, how graceful, how plainly ‘tis speaking | |
| The harp wind 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 again is my home | |
| Down yonder green valley where streamlets meander | |
| When twilight is fading I pensively rove | |
| Or at the bright noon tide in solitude wander | |
| Amid the dark shades of the lonely ash grove | |
| ‘twas there while the blackbird was cheerfully singing | |
| I first met that dear one, the joy of my heart | |
| Around us for gladness the bluebells were springing | |
| The ash grove, the ash grove, that sheltered my home | |
| With soft whispers laden its leaves rustle o’er me | |
| The ash grove, the ash grove alone is my home |
| The ash grove, how graceful, how plainly ' tis speaking | |
| The harp wind 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 again is my home | |
| Down yonder green valley where streamlets meander | |
| When twilight is fading I pensively rove | |
| Or at the bright noon tide in solitude wander | |
| Amid the dark shades of the lonely ash grove | |
| ' twas there while the blackbird was cheerfully singing | |
| I first met that dear one, the joy of my heart | |
| Around us for gladness the bluebells were springing | |
| The ash grove, the ash grove, that sheltered my home | |
| With soft whispers laden its leaves rustle o' er me | |
| The ash grove, the ash grove alone is my home |
| The ash grove, how graceful, how plainly ' tis speaking | |
| The harp wind 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 again is my home | |
| Down yonder green valley where streamlets meander | |
| When twilight is fading I pensively rove | |
| Or at the bright noon tide in solitude wander | |
| Amid the dark shades of the lonely ash grove | |
| ' twas there while the blackbird was cheerfully singing | |
| I first met that dear one, the joy of my heart | |
| Around us for gladness the bluebells were springing | |
| The ash grove, the ash grove, that sheltered my home | |
| With soft whispers laden its leaves rustle o' er me | |
| The ash grove, the ash grove alone is my home |
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