Colum Sands - The note that lingers on

I ^Dsaw you ^Gby the ^Driver that goes ^Gflowing on for^Dever The blossoms ^Afrom the ^Dapple tree were falling for your ^Acharms I ^Dlooked at ^Gyou, you ^Dlooked at me, but ^Gthose of us could ^Dbarely see But the river ^Astood between ^Dus, and the ^Aslightest chance of ^Dharm

I was ^Dwalking ^Gdown the ^Droad that leads from ^GAugust to Sep^Dtember When I saw you ^Apicking ^Dberries with their colours on your ^Ahand Like the ^Dswallows ^Gon the ^Drooftop you were ^Gmaking plans for ^Dwinter When I came a ^Alittle ^Dcloser, like the ^Aswallows you were ^Dgone

But ^Ddo you ^Gknow or ^Ddon’t you, tha^Gt I’ll be think^Ding of you That I feel you’r^Ae right ^Dbeside me, in the singing of th^Ae song And we’l^Dl sing i^Gt where th^De road goes round th^Ge corner to ^Dremember That the magic ^Aof the ^Dmusic’s in th^Ae note that linger^Ds on

There was ^Dice u^Gpon the ^Driver and the ^Gcity seems to ^Dshiver Til I saw you ^Ain the ^Dmarketplace that keeps the winter ^Awarm You were ^Dselling ^Gherbs and ^Dspices and a ^Gdrink of human ^Dkindness And a candle ^Afor the ^Dwindow that the ^Adarkness might be go^Dne

When the ^Dice be^Ggins to ^Dsplinter and the ^Gspring is coaxing ^Dwinter And the taking ^Aof his ^Dracquet coat, our days are turning ^Awarm With the ^Dseasons ^GI’ll ^Dremember, that a^Gs June said to ^DDecember Love and ^Alife is ^Dletting go, as ^Amuch as holding ^Don