Am 1. The boatman calls from the lakeF G A lone loon dives upon the waterAm I put my hand over hersF G C Down in the lime-tree arbour 2. The wind in the trees is whispering Whispering low that I love her She puts her hand over mine Down in the lime-tree arbourG R: Through every breath that I breatheAm F And every place I goFm C Am There is a hand that protects meF G C And I do love her so