U D pon the bitter green she walked the hi A lls above the
town.
E D cho to her footsteps as s A oft as eider down.
W D aiting for her master to k A iss away her tears.
W G aiting through the ye A ars.
(Chorus)
Bitter G D reen they called her,
W G alking in the s A un.
L G oving every o A ne that she m D et.
Bitter Green they called her,
W G aiting in the s A un.
W G aiting for s A ome one to take her h D ome.
Some say he was a sailor who died away at sea
Some say he was a prisoner who never was set free
Lost upon the ocean he died there in the mist
Dreaming of a kiss.
(To Chorus)
But now that bitter green is gone, the hills have
turned to rust
There comes a weary stranger, his tears fall in the
dust
Kneeling by the churchyard in the autumn mist
Dreaming of a kiss.
(To Chorus)
Tony Rice
