Emmas Grove

Intro: 
G C G D 


[Verso 1]
 
              C               G 
Across golden fields at Emmas Grove, 
               C                   D 
Weve thrown a cover for the one I love, 
               C                 G 
And rain comes down from a weary loom: 
                      C          A   D 
The cloudy denim, the cotton moo-oon 
 


[Refrão]
 
              G                        C 
And Ill sing oer 'til you catch your breath 
    G                             C 
The nightly labor, like night was deaf, 
              G  D  C               D 
And if youre we-ea-ry, if you want love: 
                C                G 
Come lie in the fields at Emmas Grove. 
 


[Verso 2]
 
               C                   G 
Wring out your dress in a mountain fold, 
              C                        D 
Then steal my banjo with its burden of gold. 
                    C                G 
For your braids are shy like a covey flown 
                               A 
And rustling over your wedding gown. 
 


[Ponte]
 
G                              C 
In lilting rhymes a story Ill tell: 
            G                     C 
A blackbird calling, you know him well, 
     G           C               D 
"And if you were mine, Id tie a bow 
            C             G 
Round every tree at Emmas Grove."  


Instrumental: 
C G 
C D 
C G 
C D 


[Verso 3]
 
         C                G 
Across a vale so fair and long 
                               D 
I know a storehouse of victory songs, 
              G            C          G 
So I carry my step through yarrow and fern, 
                                         A        D 
Through yellow poppies, forget what Ive learned. 
 


[Pré-Refrão]
 
             G                   C 
But memory's honey, and I know a song: 
            G                    C 
Be true my blossom, dont tarry long. 
          G       C                       D 
Though my yoke is hard, its not far Ill rove 
                         G 
From fields of golden at Emmas Grove.  


Instrumental: 
C G 
C D 
C G 
C D 


[Refrão]
 
              G                        C 
And Ill sing oer 'til you catch your breath 
    G                             C 
The nightly labor, like night was deaf, 
              G  D  C               D 
And if youre we-ea-ry, if you want love: 
                C                G 
Come lie in the fields at Emmas Grove.