The Banks of My Own Lovely Lee – lyrics and chords

The lyrics to The Banks of My Own Lovely Lee are a man reflecting on his childhood and the beauty of the land in which he grew up. The chords are presented here in the key of C major. Use our chord converter to play the song in other keys.

 
C 
How oft do my  
F 
thoughts in their  
C 
fancy take  
Am 
flight
 
To the  
G 
home of my  
D 
childhood 
 
a
G-G7 
way
 
To the  
C 
days when each  
F 
patriot’s 
 
 
C 
vision seem’d  
Am 
bright
 
Ere I  
G 
dream’d that those  
D 
joys should de
G 
cay
 
When my heart was as  
G7 
light as the  
C 
wild winds that  
Am 
blow
 
Down the  
C 
Mardyke through  
Am 
each elm  
G7 
tree
 
Where I  
C 
sported and  
G7 
played ‘neath each  
F 
green leafy  
C 
shade
 
On the  
G7 
banks of my own lovely  
C 
Lee.
 
Where I sported and  
G7 
played ‘neath each  
F 
green leafy  
C 
shade
 
On the  
G 
banks of my  
G7 
own lovely  
C 
Lee.

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And then in the springtime of laughter and song
Can I ever forget the sweet hours
With the friends of my youth as we rambled along
‘Mongst the green mossy banks and wild flowers.
Then too, when the evening sun’s sinking to rest
Sheds it’s golden light over the sea
The maid with her lover the wild daisies pressed
On the banks of my own lovely Lee.
The maid with her lover the wild daisies pressed
On the banks of my own lovely Lee.

‘Tis a beautiful land this dear isle of song
Its gems shed their light to the world
And her faithful sons bore thro’ ages of wrong
The standard St Patrick unfurled.
Oh! would I were there with the friends I love best
And my fond bosom’s partner with me
We’d roam thy banks over, and when weary we’d rest
By thy waters, my own lovely Lee.

Oh what joys should be mine ere this life should decline
To seek shells on thy sea-gilded shore
While the steel-feathered eagle, oft splashing the brine
Brings longing for freedom once more.
Oh all that on earth I wish for or crave
Is that my last crimson drop be for thee
To moisten the grass of my forefathers’ grave
On the banks of my own lovely Lee
To moisten the grass of my forefathers’ grave
On the banks of my own lovely Lee.

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[C]How oft do my [F]thoughts in their [C]fancy take [Am]flight
To the [G]home of my [D]childhood a[G-G7]way
To the [C]days when each [F]patriot’s [C]vision seem’d [Am]bright
Ere I [G]dream’d that those [D]joys should de[G]cay
When my heart was as [G7]light as the [C]wild winds that [Am]blow
Down the [C]Mardyke through [Am]each elm [G7]tree
Where I [C]sported and [G7]played ‘neath each [F]green leafy [C]shade
On the [G7]banks of my own lovely [C]Lee.
Where I sported and [G7]played ‘neath each [F]green leafy [C]shade
On the [G]banks of my [G7]own lovely [C]Lee.

And then in the springtime of laughter and song
Can I ever forget the sweet hours
With the friends of my youth as we rambled along
‘Mongst the green mossy banks and wild flowers.
Then too, when the evening sun’s sinking to rest
Sheds it’s golden light over the sea
The maid with her lover the wild daisies pressed
On the banks of my own lovely Lee.
The maid with her lover the wild daisies pressed
On the banks of my own lovely Lee.

‘Tis a beautiful land this dear isle of song
Its gems shed their light to the world
And her faithful sons bore thro’ ages of wrong
The standard St Patrick unfurled.
Oh! would I were there with the friends I love best
And my fond bosom’s partner with me
We’d roam thy banks over, and when weary we’d rest
By thy waters, my own lovely Lee.

Oh what joys should be mine ere this life should decline
To seek shells on thy sea-gilded shore
While the steel-feathered eagle, oft splashing the brine
Brings longing for freedom once more.
Oh all that on earth I wish for or crave
Is that my last crimson drop be for thee
To moisten the grass of my forefathers’ grave
On the banks of my own lovely Lee
To moisten the grass of my forefathers’ grave
On the banks of my own lovely Lee.

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