[G]On the way from Llangollen on each [C]long lockless pound
This [D]boatman’s on auto, my [C]brain has shut down
But [Am]memories are stirring of [Em]far distant days
Which through [D]age are now viewed through a [C]rose-tinted [G]haze
The [D]time the stove rattled and the [C]chimney pipe shook
That [D]night we made love above the [C]locks at Grindley [G]Brook
In my [D]dreams
Refrain : In your [G]dreams