Misc Unsigned Bands - Margie drees - mystery of ida bales

Up on the m^Emountain, where the w^Dind blows f^Gree, deep ^Din a s^Emhady grove of white oak t^B7rees Ida B^Amales sleeps forever as we w^Emonder why. You left this troubled world in your ei^B7ghteenth year of life. Covered ^Emnow with moss and le^Daves that a^Glmost hide. A g^Emrave long forgotten by the w^B7orld outside. It’s w^Amhere they gathered and it’s w^Emhere they cried, on one summer morning ^B7as they said good^Embye.

W^Chat did you dream of when you cl^Gosed your eyes, or w^Dhen you looked up at the starry, ^Gmidni^Amght ^Bmsky D^Cid the deep blue hills, their t^Druth rev^Emeal? Love and life will always ^B7be a myst^Emery.

Did you ^Emlove to hear the murmur ^Dof a mo^Guntain stream? To f^Emeel the soft, warm breezes ^Din the e^B7arly spring? To w^Amalk upon the winter’s frosted ground. To ^Emsee the snow cling to the pines ^B7as the sun went down Were you g^Ementle and caring, w^Dere you sw^Geet and kind? Did you l^Emong to be a mother and a l^B7oving wife? A woodland f^Amlower that had just begun to bloom. An a^Emngel came from heaven and t^B7ook you home too s^Emoon

W^Chat did you dream of when you cl^Gosed your eyes, or w^Dhen you looked up at the starry, ^Gmidn^Amight s^Bmky D^Cid the deep blue hills, their t^Druth re^Emveal? Love and life will always ^B7be a myst^Emery.

W^Chat did you dream of when you cl^Gosed your eyes, or wh^Den you looked up at the starry, ^Gmid^Amnight ^Bmsky D^Cid the deep blue hills, their tr^Duth re^Emveal? Love and life will always ^B7be a mystery. L^Cove and life and you, will always ^B7be - a my^Emstery.