The Stolen Child

Music © 1990 Stephen Savitzky. CC-by-nc-sa. Words: William Butler Yeats

For Amethyst Rose

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	Am	Asus2	Am
	Where dips the rocky	high	land

	Dm	Am
Of	Sleuth Wood in the	lake,

	Am
There	lies a leafy island

	Em	Am
Where	flapping herons	wake

	Am	Asus2	Em
The	drow	sy water-	rats;

	Dm	Dsus2	Dm
There we've	hid our fae	ry	vats,

	Am
Full of	berries

	Em	Am	Asus2	Em
And of	reddest	stol	en cher	ries

D5 G D

Come a way, O hu man child!

G D A

To the waters and the wild

D Dsus2 D

With a faery, hand in hand,

Am Asus2

For the world's more full of weeping

Em Am

than you can under stand.

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	Am	Asus2	Am
	Where the wave of moonlight	gloss	es

	Dm	Am
The	dim grey sands with	light,

	Am
Far	off by furthest Rosses

	Em	Am
We	foot it all the	night,

	Dm
	Weaving olden dances,

	Am	Em
Mingling hands and ming	ling glan	ces

	Am
Till the moon has taken	flight;

	Dm
	To and fro we leap

	Am	Em
And chase the fro	thy bub	bles,

	Am
While the world is full of trou	bles

	Em	Am
And is	anxious in its	sleep.

D5 G D

Come a way, O hu man child!

G D A

To the waters and the wild

D Dsus2 D

With a faery, hand in hand,

Am Asus2

For the world's more full of weeping

Em Am

than you can under stand.

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	Am	Asus2	Am
	Where the wandering water	gush	es

	Dm	Am
From the	hills above Glen-	Car,

	Am
In	pools among the rushes

	Em	Am
That	scarce could bathe a	star,

	Dm
We	seek for slumbering trout

	Am	Em
And	whispering in their	ears

	Am
Give them unquiet	dreams;

	Dm
	Leaning softly out

	Am	Em
From	ferns that drop their	tears

	Am
Over the	young streams.

D5 G D

Come a way, O hu man child!

G D A

To the waters and the wild

D Dsus2 D

With a faery, hand in hand,

Am Asus2

For the world's more full of weeping

Em Am

than you can under stand.

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	Am
	Away with us he's going,

	Dsus2	Dm
The sol	emn-	eyed:

	Am
He'll	hear no more the lowing

	Em	Am
Of the	calves on the warm hill	side

	Dm
Or the	kettle on the hob

	Am	Em
Sing	peace into	his breast,

	Am
Or see the brown mice	bob

	Em	Am
Round and	round the oatmeal-	chest.

D5 G D

For he comes, the hu man child!

G D A

To the waters and the wild

D Dsus2 D

With a faery, hand in hand,

Am Asus2

From a world more full of weeping

Em Am

than he can under stand.

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