Topic: Emeline
Emeline By Jeff Gilpin
December 16, 2013
Capo 1 Intro strumming Am
[Em]On the [Am]day when I first saw her
Eme[D]line was seventeen.
She al[G]ready gave a glimpse of
Who she’d [Em]later grow to [Am]be.
[Em]She was a [Am]beauty early on
Filled with [D]humor in her eyes,
And a [G]sadness that she hopped
That no one [Em]saw or rea[Am]lized.
Eme[G]line [Em]
Are you a [Am]dream,
Eme[G]line [Em] [D]?
[Em]Though she [Am]didn’t grow up hungry
Or [D]lack for anything,
She [G]was not raised in glamor
Or in [Em]high socie[Am]ty.
[Em]Eme[Am]line learned at an early age
With a [D]smile or with a pout
She [G]could work the situation
How she [Em]wanted it worked [Am]out.
Eme[G]line [Em]
Are you a [Am]dream
Eme[G]line [Em] [D]?
[Em]Shortly [Am]after I first met her
I was [D]smitten through and through.
I was [G]just learning my way,
As my [Em]feelings grew and [Am]grew.
[Em]I [Am]often talked with Emeline,
But I’m [D]sure she never saw
How I [G]felt, or that I dreamed of her.
Each [Em]night her name I’d [Am]call.
Eme[G]line [Em],
In my [Am]dreams,
Eme[G]line [Em] [D].
[Em]Though I [Am]never got the courage
[D]While some other did,
And they’d [G]woo her with their honey tongues
While [Em]in shyness I [Am]hid.
[Em]She’d still [Am]find the time to talk with me
Though my true [D]feelings I would hide.
Just a [G]friend was all I was to her,
But as a [Em]friend I could a[Am]bide.
Eme[G]line [Em]
In my [Am]dreams,
Eme[G]line [Em] [D].
[Em] [Am]I lost track of Emeline.
Through the [D]years I’ve lived my life,
[G]Full and well rewarding
With my [Em]children and my [Am]wife,
[Em]But [Am]every now and then I find
Dreams [D]from my past return,
And the [G]memories come back to me
Of the [Em]time that I would [Am]yearn for
Eme[G]line [Em]
In my [Am]dreams,
[G]Emeline [Em] [D]...
J E T S
...and yet a Washington Commanders fan (unless they change their name again) ...long story...HTT...C
...and yet a Washington Commanders fan (unless they change their name again) ...long story...HTT...C