Verse 1: Cm Oft I'd heard of Lucy Gray F Cm And when I crossed the wild F G7 I chanced to see at break of day Cm The solitary child Verse 2: Cm No mate, no comrade, Lucy knew F Cm She dwelt where none abide F G7 The sweetest thing that ever grew Cm Upon the mountainside
Verse 3: Cm You yet may spy the fawn at play F Cm The hare among the green F G7 But the sweet face of Lucy Gray Cm Will never more be seen Verse 4: Cm Tonight will be a stormy night F Cm You to the town must go F G7 And take a lantern, child, to light Cm Your mother through the snow Verse 5: Cm That, Father, will I gladly do F Cm 'Tis scarcеly afternoon F G7 The village clock has just struck two Cm And yondеr is the moon Verse 6: Cm At this the Father turned his hook F Cm To kindling for the day F G7 He plied his work, and Lucy took Cm The lantern on her way Verse 7: Cm As carefree as a mountain doe F Cm A fresh, new path she broke F G7 Her feet dispersed the powd'ry snow Cm That rose up just like smoke Verse 8: Cm The storm came on before its time F Cm She wandered up and down F G7 And many a hill did Lucy climb Cm But never reached the town Verse 9: Cm The wretched parents all that night F Cm Went shouting far and wide F G7 But there was neither sound nor sight Cm To serve them for a guide Verse 10: Cm At day-break on a hill they stood F Cm That overlooked the scene F G7 And thence they saw the bridge of wood Cm That spanned a deep ravine Verse 11: Cm They wept and, turning homeward, cried F Cm "In heaven we all shall meet!" F G7 When in the snow the mother spied Cm The print of Lucy's feet Verse 12: Cm Then downwards from the steep hill's edge F Cm They tracked the footmarks small F G7 And through the broken hawthorn-hedge Cm And by the long stone-wall Verse 13: Cm And then an open field they crossed F Cm The marks were still the same F G7 They tracked them on, not ever lost Cm And to the bridge they came Verse 14: Cm They followed from the snowy bank F Cm Those footmarks, one by one F G7 Into the middle of the plank Cm And further there were none Verse 15: Cm Yet some maintain that to this day F Cm She is a living child F G7 That you may see sweet Lucy Gray Cm Upon the lonesome wild Verse 16: Cm O'er rough and smooth she trips along F Cm And never looks behind F G7 And sings a solitary song Cm That whistles in the wind
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