The Song Of Wandering Aengus

Am Am G I went out to the hazelwood C G Dm Because a fire was in my head C G Am And I cut and peeled a hazel wand G Am And hooked a berry on a thread Am G And when white moths were on the wing C Dm And moth-like stars were flickering out C Am I dropped the berry in a stream G Am And caught a little silver trout Am G When I had laid it on the floor C G Dm I went to blow the fire aflame C Am But something rustled on the floor G Am And someone called me by my name Am G It had become a glimmering girl C G Dm With apple blossom in her hair C Am Who called me by my name and ran G Am And faded through the brightening air Am G Though I am old with wandering C G Dm Through hollow lands and hilly lands C G Am I will find out where she has gone G Am And kiss her lips and take her hands Am G And walk among long dappled grass C G Dm And pluck 'til time and times are done C G Am The silver apples of the moon G Am The golden apples of the sun Am Go, go away Am Out the way, get out of the way, out of the way