Capo 3rd Fret
[Em]
No more walks in the wood
The t[Am]trees have all been [Em]cut down
[G]And where [Am]once they [Em]stood
Not e[G]even a w[Am]wagon rut
[Em]Appears along the [C]path
Low [G]brush is taking [Am]over
[Em]
No more walks in the wood
This is the after[G]aftermath
Of [Am]afternoons in the [Em]clover[G]clover fields
Where we once made[C]made love
Then [G]wandered home [C]together
Where the [G]trees arched [C]ab[Am]above
Where [Em]we made our own [C]weather
When [Am]branches were the [G]sky
[Em]Now they are gone for [C]good
And y[G]you, for ill, and [C]I
[Am] [Em] [Am] [only] [A] [passer-by]
[G]We and the [Am]trees and the [Em]way
[G]Back from the [Am]fields of [Em]play
[G]Lasted as [Am]long as we [Em]could
[Em]No more [Am]walks in the [Em]wood
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