Исполнитель: | Irish Folk (English) |
Пользователь: | mark clarke |
Длительность: | 130 секунд |
Начальная пауза: | 12 секунд |
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Intro: A-A-A- D
He (D)stood in a beautiful mansion
Surrounded by riches un(A)told
As he gazed at a beautiful picture
That hung in a frame of (D)gold
T’was a picture (G)of a (D)lady
So beautiful young and (Em)fair
To this (Em7)beautiful childlike (A)vision
He mourned in sad des(D)pair
If those (D)lips could (G)only (D)speak,
If those eyes could (G)only (Em)see
If those (A)beautiful golden tresses,
Were here in reali(D)ty
Could I only (G)take your (D)hand,
As I did when you (Em7)took my (Em)name
But it's (A)only a beautiful picture,
In a beautiful golden (D)frame
He stood there and gazed on that picture
And slumbering forgetting all pain
For there in that mansion of fancy
She stood by his side again
His lips then softly murmured
The name of his once sweet bride
With his eye fixed on that picture
He awoke from his sleep and he cried