Celtic Thunder - Oft in the stilly night

^GOft, in the st^Cilly night Ere Slu^Gmber's chain has bo^Dund ^Gme Fon^Gd Me^G7mory br^Cings the light Of ot^Gher days ar^Dound ^Gme The sm^Giles, the tears Of bo^Dyhood's ye^Gars The wo^Emrds of l^Cove then s^Dpok^Gen The e^Gyes that shone Now dim^Cm'd and g^Gone The che^Emerful he^Carts now b^Drok^Gen

^GThus, ^G7in the sti^Clly night Ere Slu^Gmber's chain hath bo^Dund ^Gme ^GSad M^G7emory br^Cings the light Of ot^Gher days aro^Dund ^Gme

^GWhen I rem^Cember all The fri^Gends, so link'd to^Dgeth^Ger ^GI've s^G7een aro^Cund me fall Like le^Gaves in wintry w^Death^Ger I fe^Gel like one Who tre^Dads al^Gone Some ba^Emnquet-h^Call d^Desert^Ged Whose li^Gghts are fled Whose gar^Dlands d^Emead And a^Gll but he d^Depart^Ged

^GThus, ^G7in the st^Cilly night Ere Slu^Gmber's chain hath bo^Dund ^Gme ^GSad Me^G7mory br^Cings the light Of ot^Gher days aro^Dund m^Ge