THE ASH GROVE Down yonder green valley, where streamlets meander Where twilight is fading, I pensively roam For at the bright noontide in solitude wander Amidst the dark shades of the lonely ash grove Tis there where the blackbird is cheerfully singing Each warbler enchants with his notes from a tree O then little think I of sorrow or sadness The ash grove enchanting spells beauty for me _________ This Girl Scout version is less morbid that most of the other versions. @plant @Welsh filename[ ASHGROV2 play.exe ASHGROV1 SF ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===