[ Предположительная тональность: Am ] Capo 4 Intro: Am F Am C G C C F Am G Am G F G C F Am G C Am Within the woodlands, flowery gladed, F Am G C By the oak tree's mossy moot, The shining grass-blades, timber-shaded, F Am G Now do quiver under foot; Am G And birds do whistle overhead, F G And water's bubbling in its bed, C And there for me the apple tree F Am G C Do lean down low in Linden Lea. Am When leaves that lately were a-springing F Am G C Now do fade within the copse, And painted birds do hush their singing F Am G Up upon the timber tops; Am G And brown-leaved fruit's a-turning red, F G In cloudless sunshine, overhead, C With fruit for me, the apple tree F Am G C Do lean down low in Linden Lea. Am Let other folk make money faster F Am G C In the air of dark-roomed towns, I don't dread a peevish master; F Am G Though no man do heed my frowns, Am G I be free to go abroad, F G Or take again my homeward road C To where, for me, the apple tree F Am G C Do lean down low in Linden Lea.