The Wood Thrush's Song Lyrics by Kathy Mattea
Kathy Mattea Lyrics
I walk down the hall where the woods used to stand,
Concrete at my feet, brick walls at every hand.
And over my head, steel girders so strong
Where I first felt the spell of the wood thrush’s song.
Now the wood thrush has vanished, seeking the place,
That’s not felt the crush of man’s embrace.
The steep woods are gone now, and oh, how I long,
To again feel the spell of the wood thrush’s song.
Over my head, just a few years ago,
The poplar leaves shivered when the breezes did blow.
Now the deep hum of engines drowns the soft sighs
Of the wind and the leaves of the few trees nearby.
And the wood thrush has vanished, seeking the place
That’s not felt the crush of man’s embrace.
The steep woods are gone now, and oh, how I long,
To again feel the spell of the wood thrush’s song.
Man is the inventor, the builder, the sage
The writer and seeker of truth by the page.
But all of his knowledge can never explain
The deep mystery of the wood thrush refrain.
And the wood thrush has vanished, seeking the place
That’s not felt the crush of man’s embrace.
Steep woods are gone now, and oh, how I long,
To again feel the spell of the wood thrush’s song.
Steep woods are gone now, and oh, how I long,
To again feel the spell of the wood thrush’s song
Kathy Mattea Chords
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