Down at the End of the Garden

There's a little green plot where the apple-trees grow

Down at the end of the garden,

The daintiest place in the world I know

Down at the end of the garden.

There daffodils dance in the grass around

And the thrushes' song is the only sound,

I think it's a corner of fairy ground

Down at the end of the garden

There is someone I know will be waiting for me

Down at the end of the garden,

And there we will wander with none to see

Down at the end of the garden

Till the sunlight wanes and the stars are bright,

As they shine on our world of heart's delight

And love singing low in the hush of night

Down at the end of the garden.