D                           G
I've been gathering flowers from the hillside
     D                  A
to wreath around your brow,
            D                    G
but you've kept me a-waitin' so long, dear,
      D          A             D
the flowers have all withered now.

( D G D A D G D A D )

        D                       G
    I know that you have seen trouble,
         D                    A
    but never hang down your head,
          D                        G
    your love for me is like the flowers,
          D       A      D
    your love for me is dead.

           D                           G
I've been gathering flowers from the hillside
     D                  A
to wreath around your brow,
            D                    G
but you've kept me a-waitin' so long, dear,
      D          A             D
the flowers have all withered now.

           D                   G
    It was on one bright June morning,
         D              A
    the roses were in bloom,
        D                 G
    I shot and killed my darling,
          D       A      D
    and what will be my doom?

           D                           G
I've been gathering flowers from the hillside
     D                  A
to wreath around your brow,
            D                    G
but you've kept me a-waitin' so long, dear,
      D          A             D
the flowers have all withered now.

( D G D A D )

           D                     G
    Closed eyes cannot see these roses,
            D                            A
    closed hands cannot hold them, you know,
               D                      G
    and these lips that still cannot kiss me
         D         A          D
    has gone from me forever more.

           D                           G
I've been gathering flowers from the hillside
     D                  A
to wreath around your brow,
            D                    G
but you've kept me a-waitin' so long, dear,
      D          A             D
the flowers have all withered now.