Oh, give to me a winding stream
| D | D | D | D |
It must not be too wide
| D | D | A | A |
With waving leaves of maple trees
| A | A | A | A |
That reach from either side
| A | A | D | D |
The waters must be deep enough
| D | D | D | D |
To float a small canoe
| D | D | G | G |
With no one else but you
| A | A | D | D |
Do not disturb my waking dream
| D | D | D | D | D | D | A7 | A7 |
The splendor of that winding stream
| A7 | A7 | A7 | A7 | A7 | A7 | D | D |
Flow'r in my canoe
| D | D | D | D |
Her eyes they looked me through
| D | D | G | G |
A maiden fair with golden hair
| G | G | D | D |
Looks very much like you.
| A | A | D | D |
The sparkling trout beneath the bank
Doth leave his hiding place
Kingfisher from the bough above
So eager to give chase.
The spreading branches overhead
The sun was peeking through
While looking, dear, at you.
[chorus]
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