Тональность
Em] [A] [C] [D] [Em] There [Em]once was a king, who [G]called for the spring, For his [Am]world was still covered with [Em]snow, But the [Em]spring had not been, for he was [G]wicked and mean, In his [Am]winter fields nothing would [B7]grow; And when a [C]traveller called, seeking [G]help at the door, Only [C]food and a bed for a [B7]night, He [Em]ordered his slave to [Am]turn her away, The [Em]girl with [D]April in her [Em]eyes... [A] [C] [D] [Em] [A] [C] [D] [Em] [Em]Oh, oh, [Bm]oh, [C]on and on she [Em]goes, Through the [G]winter's night, the [D]wild wind and the [C]snow, [Em]Hi, hi, [Bm]hi, [C]on and on she [Em]rides, Someone [G]help the girl with [D]April in her [C]eyes... [Em] [A] [C] [D] [Em] She [Em]rode through the night 'till she [G]came to the light, Of a [Am]humble man's home in the [Em]woods, He [Em]brought her inside, by the [G]firelight she died, And he [Am]buried her gently and [B7]good; Oh the [C]morning was bright, all the [G]world snow-white, But when he [C]came to the place where she [B7]lay, His [Em]field was ablaze with [Am]flowers on the grave, Of the [Em]girl with [D]April in her [Em]eyes... [Em]Oh, oh, [Bm]oh, [C]on and on she [Em]goes, Through the [G]winter's night, the [D]wild wind and the [C]snow, [Em]Hi, hi, [Bm]hi, [C]on and on she [Em]flies, She is [G]gone, the girl with [D]April in her [C]eyes... [Em] [A] [C] [D] [Em]
