Nathan Carter - The banks of my own lovely lee

^CHow oft do my^F thoughts in their^C fancy take^Am flight To the^G home of my ^Dchildhood ^Gaway, To the^C days when each^F patriot's^C vision seem'd^Am bright Ere I^G dreamed that those^D joys should de^Gcay. When my heart was as^G7 light as the^C wild winds tha^Amt blow Down the^C Mardyke throug^Amh each elm^G7 tree, Where we^C sported and^G7 play'd 'neath the gre^Fen leafy sha^Cde On the^G7 banks of my own lovely^C Lee.

^CAnd then in the ^Fspringtime of ^Claughterr and ^Amsong Can I ^Gever forget ^Dthe sweet ^Ghours? With t^Che friends of m^Fy youth as^C we rambled al^Among 'Mong^Gst the green mossy ^Dbanks and wild ^Gflowers. Then too, when th^G7e evening sun^C's sinking to r^Amest Sheds it^Cs golden light ^Amover the s^G7ea The ^Cmaid with he^G7r lover the wild ^Fdaisies ^Cpressed On the^G7 banks of my own lovely^C Lee The ^Cmaid with he^G7r lover the wild ^Fdaisies ^Cpressed On the^G7 banks of my own lovely^C Lee