The Song of Wandering Aengus

Music © 1994 Stephen Savitzky. CC-by-nc-sa. Words: William Butler Yeats, 1897, from The Wind Upon the Reeds, 1899

Lyrics [pdf]

A Asus4 A
  I went out to the  haz~~ el wood,
E7 Esus2 E7 A
  Because  a~~~~f ire was in my  head.
A Asus4 A E7
  And cut and peeled a  haz~~ el  wand,
Esus4 E7 Esus4 A
And hooked  a~~~~ b erry  to a ~~ thread;
D* G D* G D G
  And when white  moths  were  on  the  wing,
A A6 G D
  And moth- like ~~~~~ stars were  flickering out,
E7 Esus4 E
  I dropped the berry in  a ~~~! stream
Esus4 D A Asus2 A
And caught  a ~~~~ little  sil ver ~~~ trout.

When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire aflame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And someone called me by my name;
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.

Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon,
D A*
The golden apples  of the  sun.

There have been many settings of this songs. Naturally I think mine is one of the better ones.