Am 1. The boatman calls from the lake F G A lone loon dives upon the water Am I put my hand over hers F 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 arbour G R: Through every breath that I breathe Am F And every place I go Fm C Am There is a hand that protects me F G C And I do love her so