Tom: G
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C#° D Bm A
How green, how green was my valley?
D G
To be told of such hills
A
To be held in such spots
A
To behold such warmth
A D Bm A
Call to arms these harmonies!
A
And in happy agony we sing
C#° D Bm A
How green, how green was my valley?
C#° D Bm A
How green, how green was my valley?
D G
Oh, your deeps and your shades
A
Where the wild roses pray
A
Such heat from pride
A D Bm A
Glorious, the voice of man!
A
Like the nightingales, we sing
C#° D Bm A
How green, how green was my valley?
C#° D Bm A
How green, how green was my valley?
D G
Clear softness in our hymn
A
Soft, like coming rain
A
Soft, like Bronwen
A D Bm A
Victoria! Victoria!
A
Voices our queen might envy
C#° D Bm A
How green, how green was my valley?
C#° D Bm A
How green, how green was my valley?