Am Past the ivy-covered windows of G The Angel Am Dm G Down Athenaeum Lane to the cathedral Am G Through the churchyard I wandered Am Dm G Sat for a spell there and I pondered F G My back to the gates F G My back to the gates F G C G Am My back to the gates of the garden Am Fugitive fathers, sickly infants, decent mothers Dm G Runaways and suicidal lovers Am G Assorted boxes of ordinary bones Am Dm G Of aborted plans and sudden shattered hopes F G In unlucky rows F G ln unhappy rows F G C F G In unlucky rows, up to the gates of the garden C G Wonʼt you meet me at the gates C G Wonʼt you meet me at the gates C G Wonʼt you meet me at the gates C To the garden Beneath the creeping shadow of the tower The bell from St. Edmunds informs me of the hour I turn to find you waiting there for me In sunlight and I see the way that you breathe Allve and leaning Allve and leaning Allve and leaning on the gates of the garden Leave these ancient places to the angels Let the saints attend to their keeping of the cathedrals And leave the dead beneath the ground so cold For God is in this hand that I hold As we open up the gates of the garden Wonʼt you meet me at the gates Wonʼt you meet me at the gates Wonʼt you meet me at the gates To the garden
