RIFF 1A : [Am]                  RIFF 1B : [Am]
|------------0-----------0 |    |-----------0--------------|
|---------1-----------1----|    |--------1-----------------|
|------2-----------2-------|    |-----2-----------2-----2--|
|---------2-----------2----|    |--------2-----------------|
|---0-----------0----------|    |--0-----------------------|
|--------------------------|    |--------------0-----3-----|

RIFF 2 : [G]                    RIFF 3 : [Csus2] - [G]
|-----------3-----------3--|    |-----------3-----------3--|
|--------3-----------3-----|    |--------3-----------3-----|
|-----0-----------0--------|    |-----0-----------0--------|
|--------0-----------0-----|    |--------------------------|
|--------------------------|    |--3-----------2-----------|
|--3-----------3-----------|    |--------------------------|

RIFF 4 : [Dm7]                  RIFF 5 : [C] - [C/B]
|-----------1-----------1--|    |-----------0-----------0--|
|--------1-----------1-----|    |--------1-----------1-----|
|-----2-----------2--------|    |-----0-----------0--------|
|--0-----------------------|    |--------------------------|
|--------------0-----------|    |--3-----------2-----------|
|--------------------------|    |--------------------------|

RIFF 6 (= RIFF 1A) :
|-----------0-----------0--|    This riff's a bit strange,
|--------------------1-----|    I wasn't able to write it
|-----------------2--------|    better ;) : listen to the
|-(0h-1h-2)----------2-----|    record to play it correctly.
|--------------0-----------|
|--------------------------|

Introduction : RIFF 1 (2x)

RIFF 1                        RIFF 2 (4x)
I went out ... to the hazel wood

RIFF 3             RIFF 4 (4x)
Because a fire was in my head

RIFF 5                 RIFF 6 - RIFF 1
And I cut and peeled a hazel wand

RIFF 2                      RIFF 1
And hooked a berry ... on a thread

And when white moths were on the wing
And moth-like stars were flickering out
I dropped a berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.

When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire aflame
But something rustled on the floor
And someone called me by my name.

It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossoms in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.

Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands
I will find out where she has goner
And kiss her lips and take her hands

And walk among long dappled grass
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun

CODA :                  (2x)                       (2x)
|-----------0-----------0--|--------3--0--------3--0--|
|-----1--0--------1--0-----|--------------------------|
|*-------------------------|-----2-----------2--------|
|*-------------2-----------|--------------0-----------|
|--0-----------------------|--0-----------------------|
|--------------------------|--------------------------|

                       (2x)                       (2x)
|--------3--0--------3--0--|--------2--0--------2--0--|
|--------------------------|--------------------------|
|-----2-----------2--------|-----2-----------2--------|
|--------------0-----------|--------------0-----------|
|--0-----------------------|--0-----------------------|
|--------------------------|--------------------------|

                                             Let ring
|--------1--0--------1--0--|------------------0----||
|--------------------------|--------1--0------1----||
|-----2-----------2-------*|-----2------------2----||
|--------------0----------*|------------------2----||
|--0-----------------------|--0---------------0----||
|--------------------------|-----------------------||