Tom: G
G D7
The morn of life is past,
G
And evening comes at last;
Am G D7
It brings me a dream of a once happy day,
G D7
Of merry forms I've seen
G
Upon the village green,
Am G D7 G
Sporting with my old dog Tray.
[Chorus]
D7 G
Old dog Tray's ever faithful,
D7 G
Grief cannot drive him away,
D7
He's gentle, he is kind;
G
I'll never, never find
Am G D7 G
A better friend than old dog Tray.
[Verse 2]
G D7
The forms I called my own
G
Have vanished one by one,
Am G D7
The loved ones, the dear ones have all passed away,
G D7
Their happy smiles have flown,
G
Their gentle voices gone;
Am G D7 G
I've nothing left but old dog Tray.
[Chorus]
D7 G
Old dog Tray's ever faithful,
D7 G
Grief cannot drive him away,
D7
He's gentle, he is kind;
G
I'll never, never find
Am G D7 G
A better friend than old dog Tray.
[Verse 3]
G D7
When thoughts recall the past
G
His eyes are on me cast;
Am G D7
I know that he feels what my breaking heart would say;
G D7
Although he cannot speak
G
I'll vainly, vainly seek
Am G D7 G
A better friend than old dog Tray.
[Chorus]
D7 G
Old dog Tray's ever faithful,
D7 G
Grief cannot drive him away,
D7
He's gentle, he is kind;
G
I'll never, never find
Am G D7 G
A better friend than old dog Tray.
