The Wailin' Jennys - Away but never gone

^FThe moon's on its way to its ^A7nightly shift, F Db C7 (C) the frogs fill the creek below. ^FThe tall grass waves a farewe^A7ll to the day, F Db C7 (C) the wind moans sweet and low. Bb (C) A heron tucks his head in his wing, the ^Ffish in the lake float ^C9along. ^FThe sun sinks from sight: away, but ^C7never ^Fgon^C7e. ^F

^FThe dawn brings the dew like a ^A7thousand jewels, F Db C7 (C) a nest rustles high on a bough. ^FThe blue egg stays warm in the ^A7cool of the morn, F Db C7 (C) under a red breast of down. ^BbThe clouds turn and stretch, Bb (C) F C9 the moon checks its wrist and gathers itself with a yawn, ^FAnd winks to the sun: away, but n^C7ever g^Fone^C7. ^F

^Fthe stars twinkle off and ^C9dawn, ^FAnd we come and go: away, but ^C7never ^Fgon^C7e. ^F