| F | G |
| VERSE |
| C | G | C | |
| It's up in the m | orning and on the d | owns |
| G | F | |
| Little white c | louds like gambolling | lambs |
| G | C | |
| And I am | breathless over | you |
| G | C | |
| And the red-breasted | robin beats his | wings |
| G | F | |
| His throat it | trembles whe__n he | sings |
| G | C | |
| For he is | helpless before | you |
| G | |
| The happy hooded | bluebells bow |
| C | G | F | |
| And | bend their h_ | heads all a-do__w | n |
| G | C | |
| Heavied | by the early morning | dew |
| G | C | |
| At the whispering | stream, at the bubbling | brook |
| G | F | |
| The fishes | leap up to take a | look |
| G | C | |
| For they are | breathless over | you |
| CHORUS |
| G | |
| Still your | hands |
| C | |
| And still your | heart |
| G | F | |
| For still your | face comes shining | through |
| G | C | |
| And all the | morning glows | anew |
| G | |
| Still your | mind |
| C | |
| Still your | soul |
| G | F | |
| For still, the | fare of love is | true |
| G | C | |
| And I am | breathless without | you |
| G | C | G | F | G |
| C | G | |
| The wind circles | among the trees |
| C | G | F | |
| And it | bangs about the | new-made lea__ves |
| G | C | |
| For it is | breathless without | you |
| G | |
| The fox chases the | rabbit round |
| C | G | F | |
| The | rabbit hides | beneath the gro___und |
| G | C | |
| For he is | defenceless without | you |
| G | |
| The sky of daytime | dies away |
| C | G | F | |
| And | all the earthly | things they stop to pla__ | y |
| G | C | |
| For we are all | breathless without | you |
| G | |
| I listen to my | juddering bones |
| C | G | F | |
| The | blo__od in my veins and the | wind in my lu__ng | s |
| G | C | |
| And I am | breathless without you |
| CHORUS |
| G | |
| Still your | hands |
| C | |
| And still your | heart |
| G | F | |
| For still your | face comes shining | through |
| G | C | |
| And all the | morning glows | anew |
| G | |
| Still your | mind |
| C | |
| Still your | soul |
| G | F | |
| For still, the | fire of your love is | true |
| G | C | |
| And I am | breathless without | you |
| F | G | F | C | |
| A | nd I am | breathless without you |