G1 G2 E|------------| B|--3--3------| G|--0--4------| D|--0--0------| A|--2--2------| E|--3--3------|[Verse 1]G There's a little white noteG on the gate by the roadC C/G C C/G G that a man put up yesterdayG And when we saw it,G we all ran outA D/F# just to see what it had to say.G And when we read it,G our eyes filled with tears,C C/G C C/G G and they fell to the cold, hard clayG Something about a mortgage,G something about foreclosure,G D G something about failing to pay. [Chorus]G Oh, and on the post by theG general store,C C/G C C/G G they put up a little signG An auction saleG day after tomorrowA D/F# D D/F# at the end of the Lincoln LineG Thirty years of farming,G thirty years of heartache,C C/G C C/G G thirty years of day to dayG Oh, my daddy stopped talkingG the day the farm was auctioned,G D G there was nothing left to say. [Verse 2]G Oh, my mama's tears fellG freely downC C/G C C/G G as she walked amongst the flowers in the yardG And every numberG the auctioneer calledA D/F# was like a blow to her precious heartG And every numberG the auctioneer calledC C/G C C/G G meant another thing was sold that dayG 'Til everything was auctioned,G and we stood there watchingG D G as they loaded it and drove it away. [Chorus]G Oh, and on the post by theG general store,C C/G C C/G G they put up a little signG An auction saleG day after tomorrowA D/F# at the end of the Lincoln LineG Thirty years of farming,G thirty years of heartache,C C/G C C/G G thirty years of day to dayG Oh, my daddy stopped talkingG the day the farm was auctioned,G D G there was nothing left to say. [Instrumental]G C GG A DG C GG D G [Verse 3]G At the day's first dawning,G we awoke this morning,C C/G C C/G G there was nothing for us to do,G Nothing in the granary,G no hay in the mow,A D/F# no cattle, no tractor, no tools.G So we loaded up the car,G took the clothes that we woreC C/G C C/G G and a few things we managed to save.G Mama read from the Book,G we took one last look,G D G and then we drove away. [Chorus]G Oh, and on the post by theG general store,C C/G C C/G G they put up a little signG An auction saleG day after tomorrowA D/F# at the end of the Lincoln LineG Thirty years of farming,G thirty years of heartache,C C/G C C/G G thirty years of day to dayG Oh, my daddy stopped talkingG the day the farm was auctioned,G D G there was nothing left to say. [Outro]G Oh, my daddy stopped talkingG the day the farm was auctioned,G D G there was nothing left to say.
Thirty Years Of Farming
Fred Eaglesmith
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