Lime Tree Arbour

Am

1. The boatman calls from the lake

A lone loon dives upon the water

Am

I put my hand over hers

Down in the lime-tree arbour

2. The wind in the trees is whispering

Whispering low that I love her

She puts her hand over mine

Down in the lime-tree arbour

R: Through every breath that I breathe

And every place I go

There is a hand that protects me

And I do love her so