G Em C G My home is Colorado with her proud mountains tallEm G C G Where the rivers like gypsy's down her black canyons fallEm G C D Well, I'm a long, long way from Denver with a long way to goEm G C G So lend an ear to my singing 'cause I'll be back no moreG Em C G I left as a young man not full seventeenEm G C G With nothin' for company but the wind and a dreamEm G C D 'Bout all the fast ladies and livin' I'd findEm G C G When I left my proud mountains and rivers behindG Em C G So I rolled and a-rambled like a leaf in the windEm G C G Well, I found my fast ladies and some hard livin' menEm G C D Well, I sometimes went hungry with my pockets all bareEm G C G Lord, I sometimes had good luck with money to spareG Em C G I made me some friends, Lord, that I won't soon forgetEm G C G Some are down under and some are rambling yetEm G C D But as for me I'm headed for homeEm G C G Back to high Colorado never more for to roamG Em C G So friends, when my time comes as surely it willEm G C G You just carry my body out to some lonesome hillEm G C D And lay me down easy where the cool rivers runEm G C G With only my mountains 'tween me and the sunG C G Yeah, My home is Colorado
My Proud Mountains
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