Down yonder green valley Where streamlets meander When twilight is fading I pensively roam Or at the bright noontide In solitude wander Amid the dark shades of The lonely ash grove 'Tis there, where the blackbird is cheerfully singing Each warbler enchants with his notes from the tree Ah, then little think I Of sorrow or sadness The ash grove entrancing Spells beauty for me Down yonder green valley Where streamlets meander When twilight is fading I pensively roam For at the bright noontide In solitude wander Amid the dark shades of The lonely ash grove 'Tis there where the blackbird is cheerfully singing Each warbler enchants with his notes from the tree Ah, then little think I Of sorrow or sadness The ash grove entrancing Spells beauty for me