Gathering Flowers From The Hillside

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I've been gathering flowers from the hillside
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to wreath around your brow,
                   D                             G
but you've kept me a-waitin' so long, dear,
        D                 A                  D
the flowers have all withered now.

( D G D A D G D A D )

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    I know that you have seen trouble,
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    but never hang down your head,
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    your love for me is like the flowers,
             D          A         D
    your love for me is dead.

                  D                                        G
I've been gathering flowers from the hillside
        D                             A
to wreath around your brow,
                   D                             G
but you've kept me a-waitin' so long, dear,
        D                 A                  D
the flowers have all withered now.

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    It was on one bright June morning,
           D                      A
    the roses were in bloom,
          D                         G
    I shot and killed my darling,
               D         A          D
    and what will be my doom?

                  D                                        G
I've been gathering flowers from the hillside
        D                             A
to wreath around your brow,
                   D                             G
but you've kept me a-waitin' so long, dear,
        D                 A                  D
the flowers have all withered now.

( D G D A D )

                 D                                  G
    Closed eyes cannot see these roses,
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    closed hands cannot hold them, you know,
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    and these lips that still cannot kiss me
             D              A                 D
    has gone from me forever more.

                  D                                        G
I've been gathering flowers from the hillside
        D                             A
to wreath around your brow,
                   D                             G
but you've kept me a-waitin' so long, dear,
        D                 A                  D
the flowers have all withered now.