Ben Bolt Writers: (Dr. Thomas Dunn and Nelson Kneass) D A7 Oh don't you remember sweet Alice, Ben Bolt D Sweet Alice whose hair was so brown D7 G Em7 Who wept with delight when you gave her a smile D A7 D And trembled with fear at your frown E7 A E7 A E7 A In the old church yard in the valley, Ben Bolt Bm7 E7 A In a corner obscure and alone A7 D D7 G Em7 They have fitted a slab of granite so gray D A7 F#7 And sweet Alice lies under the stone A7 D D7 G Em7 They have fitted a slab of granite so gray D A7 D And sweet Alice lies under the stone Under the hickory tree, Ben Bolt Which stood at the end of the hill Together we've lain in the noonday shade And listened to Appleton's mill The mill wheel has fallen to pieces, Ben Bolt The rafters have tumbled in And a quiet that crawls 'round the walls as you gaze Has followed the olden din And don't you remember the school, Ben Bolt With the master so cruel and grim And the shaded nook by the running brook Where the children went to swim Grass grows on the master's grave, Ben Bolt The spring of the brook is dry And of all the boys who were schoolmates then There are only you and I DP apr97
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