Gathering Flowers from the Hillside
Chorus
I've been gathering flowers from the (4) hillside
To 1 wreathe around your 5 brow
But you've 1 kept me a-waiting so (4) long, dear
That the 1 flowers have 5 all withered 1 now
I know that you have seen trouble
But never hang down your head
Your love for me is like the flowers
Your love for me is dead
It was on one bright June morning
The roses were in bloom
I shot and killed my darling
Oh what will be my doom
Closed eyes cannot see these roses
Closed hands cannot hold them, you know
And these lips that are still cannot kiss me
Have gone from me forever more
A song from the The ToneWay Mountain Music Collection,
which offers lyrics and free Song Clips (recordings for learning the song by ear) for nearly 400 traditional
songs, many of which are often heard in bluegrass and old-time jam circles. The ToneWay Project also offers
songbooks, CDs, and a free online video series for learning to play music by ear. http://ToneWay.com
