Legend of a Girl Child Linda Donovan
[Cm]I will bring you gold [Fm]apples [Cm]and grapes made of [Fm]ruu--[G#]bies
That have shone in the [Fm]eyes of [A#] a prince of the breeze.
[Cm]Bright cascading c[Fm]rystals, [Cm]they danced in the [Fm]saaand [G#]dunes
On the beach of no [Fm]footprints [A#] to harpsichord tunes.
[Cm]A throne of white [Fm]ivory, [Cm]a gown of white [Fm]laaaa[G#]ce
Lies still in the m[Fm]agic [A#] of a timeless place.
[Cm]One hundred small [Fm]children, [Cm]they laugh at the w[Fm]hiiiiite [G#]doves
That rest on their [Fm]hands [A#]with the touch of love.
[Cm]On a hillside of [Fm]velvet [Cm] the children [Fm]theeeeey lay [G#]down
And make fun of the [Fm]grown-ups [A#] with their silly frown.
[Cm]And the sound of their[Fm] laughter [Cm]is the sound of the g[Fm]reeeen [G#]sea
As it washed around [Fm]the foot of [A#] the seashell tree.
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[Cm]The doves circle [Fm]over [Cm] and land in the [Fm]treee[G#]es
Where parrots are ta[Fm]lking [A#] their words with such ease.
[Cm]Thus spoke three [Fm]wizards [Cm] to the young ones that [Fm]daaa[G#]y:
"There's sadness in [Fm]the kingdom, [A#] make it go far away."
[Cm]If you follow the [Fm]sunbeams [Cm] through the valley of [Fm]floooo[G#]wers
To the palace of the [Fm]White Queen [A#] with its white jade towers.
[Cm]The youngest, she [Fm]sighed then [Cm]the clouds drew [Fm]awaaa[G#]ay
And a hundred small [Fm]fingers [A#]scratched their heads in dismay.
[Cm]From out of the [Fm]sun a [Cm] giant gull came [Fm]flyyy[G#]ing
And the children got [Fm]ready [A#] to sit on its wings.
[Cm]They waved to the[Fm] raindrops [Cm]as they soared over the [Fm]tree[G#]es
The wind tossed their [Fm]hair high, [A#]flashing gold on the sea.
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[Cm]They came to the [Fm]castle [Cm] and there they did [Fm]faaaaa[G#]ll,
And they saw all the [Fm]sadness, [A#]through the crystal wall.
[Cm]A princess lay a-[Fm]sleeping [Cm] so gentle and [Fm]kiiiin[G#]d
Whilst her prince [Fm]took to battle [A#]with his confused mind.
[Cm]The clash of [Fm]bright metal [Cm] brought the children [Fm]feee[G#]ar,
But their cloaks of [Fm]blue satin [A#] dried up all of these tears.
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[Cm]Thus children held [Fm]hands and [Cm] they spelled out their [Fm]naaa[G#]ame
All the golden [Fm]children [A#]became a golden chain.
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[Cm]It lies on a [Fm]white throne [Cm] in a magic [Fm]plaa[G#]ace
With a tunic of [Fm]velvet [A#]and a gown of white lace.
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[Cm]My sword, it lies [Fm]broken [Cm]and cast in a [Fm]laaa[G#]ke
In a dream I was [Fm]told that [A#]my princess would wake.
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