-4 -4 5 6 6 6 5 -4 Pre-cious mem-'ries un-seen an-gels, -7 -6 6 6 -6 -7 -6 Sent from some-where to my soul; -4 -4 5 6 6 6 5 -4 How they lin-ger ev-er near me, -7 6 -6 6 -7 -6 6 And the sa-cred past un-fold. Chorus -8 -7 -8 -7 -7 -7 -6 6 Pre-cious mem-'reis, how they lin-ger, 6 6 -6 6 -6 6 -7 6 How they ev-er flood my so-ul; -4 -4 5 6 6 6 5 -4 In the still-ness of the mid-night, -7 6 -6 6 -7 -6 6 Pre-cious,sa-cred scenes un-fold. |