Allan Taylor - The meadow

^AmI will lay you down in the meadow I will ^Dlay you down in the green grass to^Amnight When the moon shows its ^Dglory and the stars come out to shine I will be ^Emyours, you will be ^Ammine

^AmI will show you the colours of the rainbow I will ^Dcatch you a song that floats upon the ^Amwind 'Til the last star has faded, and the ^Dmoon is in decline I will be ^Emyours, you will be ^Ammine

And in ^Dtruth I will seek no ^Amother For no ^Dother can com^Ampare Though I may ^Dsearch the whole world ^Amover I'll never ^Emfind, one so ^Amfair

'^AmTil sweet spring rolls on to the summer 'Til the ^Dgolden leaves call out their last re^Amfrain 'Til the cold kiss of winter chills your ^Dbody to the bone I will be ^Emyours, you will be ^Ammine

^AmAnd like the strength in the hands of a father Like the ^Dmilk from the breast of a mother to ^Ambe Like the sweet joy of living when ^Dlovers entwine I will be ^Emyours, you will be ^Ammine

And in ^Dtruth I will seek no ^Amother For no ^Dother can com^Ampare Though I may ^Dsearch the whole world ^Amover I'll never ^Emfind, one so ^Amfair I'll never ^Emfind, one so ^Amfair