Loreena McKennitt - The seasons

Come ^Call you lads and ^Emlasses, ^Amall you give at^Ftention To ^Dmthese few ^Amlines I'm a^Fbout to ^Gwrite ^Amhere ^G 'Tis ^Cof the four ^Emseasons of the ^Amyear that I shall ^Fmention ^DmBeauty of ^Emall things ^G/Bdoth^G ap^Cpear

And ^Fnow you are ^Gyoung and all ^Fin your pros^Gperity Come ^Amcheer up your ^Fhearts and re^Cvive like ^G/Bthe ^Amspring ^{C G C}Join off in ^Empairs like the ^Ambirds in Febru^Fary St. ^DmValentine's ^EmDay it ^Gforth do ^Cbring

Then ^Ccometh ^Emspring, which ^Amall the land doth ^Fnourish The ^Dmfields are be^Amginning to be ^Fdecked ^Gwith ^Amgreen ^G The ^Ctrees put forth their ^Embuds and the ^Amblossoms they do ^Fflourish The ^Dmtender blades of ^Emcorn on the ^G/Bearth ^Gcould be ^Cseen

Don't you ^Fsee the little ^Glambs by the ^Fdams a-^Gplaying? The ^Amcuckoo is ^Fsinging ^Cin the ^G/Bshady ^Amgrove ^{C G C} The flowers they are ^Emspringing, the ^Ammaids they go a-^FMaying In ^Dmlove, all ^Emhearts seem ^Gnow to ^Cmove

Then ^Ccometh ^Emautumn, with the ^Amsun so hot and ^Fpiercing The ^Dmsportsman goes ^Amforth with his ^Fdog ^Gand his ^Amgun ^G To ^Cfetch down the ^Emwoodcock, the ^Ampartridge and the ^Fpheasant For ^Dmhealth and for ^Emprofit, as ^G/Bwell ^Gas for ^Cfun

Be^Fhold, with ^Gloaded apple trees the ^Ffarmer is be^Gfriended They will ^Amfull up his ^Fcasks that have ^Clong ^G/Blaid ^Amdry ^{C G} All ^Cnature seems so ^Emweary now, her ^Amtask is nearly ^Fended And ^Dmmore of the ^Emseasons will ^Gcome by and ^Cby

When ^Cnight comes on, with ^Emsong and tale, we ^Ampass the wintry ^Fhours By ^Dmkeeping up a ^Amcheerful heart, we ^Fhope for ^Gbetter ^Amdays ^G We ^Ctend the cattle, ^Emsow the seed, give ^Amwork unto the ^Fploughers With ^Dmpatience wait 'til ^Emwinter yields, be^G/Bfore the ^Gsun's fair ^Crays

And ^Fso the world goes '^Ground and 'round, ^Fevery time and ^Gseason ^AmPleasure and ^Fprofit crowns the ^Cpassage ^G/Bof the ^Amyear ^{C G} And ^Cso through every ^Emtime of life, to ^Amhim who acts with ^Freason The ^Dmbeauty of ^Emall things ^Gdoth ap^Cpear