(Am Bm Em)(x8)Am Bm Em The rise and the fall upon small mountainAm Bm Em Was fair not for all in needAm Bm Em And I with my life have goneAm Bm Em Away from this land of gold(Am Bm)Em C Formed from the seedBm Em Aligned for all that fortune bringsC Bm And all that certain men layAm Em Upon it when anger is seenC Bm And it reigns like the othersAm Em Giving what all it canC Bm While the days count for nothingAm Em Nothing that one understandsC D Em Upon that road I had struggled to findC D Em A way of life that was common for allC D Em And all that runs on the mountain was mineC D Em A way of life that will surely be gone (Am Bm Em)(x3)(Am Bm)Em C Poor lands will growBm Em Among the weeds among the roadsC Bm And all are anxious for song and danceAm Em That will sometimes get oldC Bm And it reigns like the othersAm Em Giving what all it canC Bm While the days count for nothingAm Em Nothing that one understandsC D Em Upon that road I had struggled to findC D Em A way of life that was common for allC D Em And all that runs on the mountain was mineC D Em A way of life that will surely be gone
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