D D D D [Verse 1]D G Far across the sea in the land of the windmillsD G I met a girl her eyes were sparkling blueD G Her hair was the color of the northern sunsetD G D D And upon her feet she sported wooden shoesA D We walked through the fields of red and yellow tulipsG D Then I kissed her sweet lips it set my heart a-whirlG D But the time came for leaving now my poor heart is grievin'A G D Cause it holds a memory of a Little Dutch Girl [Solo]D D D G G D D AA7 D D G G D A D D [Verse 1]D G Far across the sea in the land of the windmillsD G I met a girl her eyes were sparkling blueD G Her hair was the color of the northern sunsetD G D D And upon her feet she sported wooden shoesG D We walked through the fields of red and yellow tulipsA A7 D Then I kissed her sweet lips it set my heart a-whirlG D But the time came for leaving now my poor heart is grievin'A G D D Cause it holds a memory of a Little Dutch Girl
Little Dutch Girl
George Morgan
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