THE ASH GROVE HOW GRACEFUL HOW PLAINLY TIS SPEAKING
THE HARP THROUGH IT PLAYING HAS LANGUAGE FOR ME
WHENEVER THE LIGHT THROUGH ITS BRANCHES IS BREAKING

A HOST OF KIND FACES IS GAZING ON ME

THE FRIENDS OF MY CHILDHOOD AGAIN ARE BEFORE ME

EACH STEP WAKES A MEMORY AS FREELY I ROAM

WITH SOFT WHISPERS LADEN ITS LEAVES RUSTLE O'ER ME

THE ASH GROVE THE ASH GROVE ALONE IS MY HOME

MY LAUGHTER IS OVER MY STEP LOSES LIGHTNESS
OLD COUNTRYSIDE MEASURES STEAL SOFT ON MY EARS
I ONLY REMEMBER THE PAST AND ITS BRIGHTNESS
THE DEAR ONES I MOURN FOR AGAIN GATHER HERE

FROM OUT OF THE SHADOWS THEIR LOVING LOOKS GREET ME
AND WISTFULLY SEARCHING THE LEAFY GREEN DOME
I FIND OTHER FACES FOND BENDING TO GREET ME
THE ASH GROVE THE ASH GROVE ALONE IS MY HOME