The Winding Stream

Verse 

    G 
Oh, give to me a winding stream 
                   D 
It must not be too wide 

Where waving leaves from maple trees 
D7                  G 
Do meet from either side. 
  
The water must be deep enough 
   G7            C 
To float a small canoe, 
     D               G 
With no one else but you. 


   G                        D 
Oh do not disturb my waking dream 
                    D7         G 
And the splendor of my winding stream, 
                        G7                  C 
Flower in my canoe her eyes they looked me through. 
                    G              D              G 
My maiden fair with golden hair is very much like you. 

Verse 
G 
The sparkling trout beneath the bank 
                      D 
Does leave his hiding place. 

Kingfisher from the bough above 
   D7            G 
So eager to give chase. 

The spreading branches overhead, 
    G7              C 
The sunrise peeking through, 
     D                 G 
When looking, dear, at you. 


   G                        D 
Oh do not disturb my waking dream 
                    D7         G 
And the splendor of my winding stream, 
                        G7                  C 
Flower in my canoe her eyes they looked me through. 
                    G              D              G 
My maiden fair with golden hair is very much like you.