Edward Thomas (1887-1917)
music and additional words by Richard Homer
Intro Am C / G C / F C / G C
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Yes. I remember / Adlestrop
G C
the name, because one / afternoon
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of heat the express-train / drew up there
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unwontedly. It / was late June
the steam hissed; someone / cleared his throat
no one left and / no one came
on the bare platform; / what I saw
was Adlestrop - / only the name
and willows, willow-/ herb, and grass
and meadowsweet, and / haycocks dry
no whit less still and / lonely fair
than the high cloudlets / in the sky
a for that minute a / blackbird sang
close by, and round him, / mistier,
farther and farther, / all the birds
of Oxfordshire and / Gloucestershire
without you girl, these / many years on
I think back to when / we both came
to Adlestrop, but it’s / empty now;
I hear the blackbird call / out your name
I hear the blackbird call / out your name
Adlestrop - / only the name
Oxfordshire and / Gloucestershire
