Текст песни с аккордами
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[Verse]
Am G
Fourth of July has come, it's custom that we go.
Am Em Am
Make our way up 108, a place we call our home.
Am G
Stanislaus River's seen a heavy year of snow.
Am Em Am
I'll pick and choose my battles where I cast my fishing pole.
Am G
Every year we make our way to the end of the road.
Am
The world seems to stop spinning.
Em
My father smiles,
Am G F
he says, "Son, when I die..
[Chorus]
F C G
Take me up to Iceberg Meadows,
F C G
under the sun lay my remains.
F C
I will seep into Disaster Creek,
G Am G F
for years my ash will chase that setting sun,
C G
but my soul is here to stay."
[Verse]
Am G
Well, Boulder Creek is runnin' wild, the banks have overflowed.
Am Em Am
No swimmin' in our hole this year, spend my day skippin' stones.
Am G
The pickup's gone to Dardanelle, grab propane for the stove.
Am Em Am
The campfire burns tradition four generations old.
Am G
I carved on that bridge, one day, my name and right below,
Am Em
my father's name from yesteryear, etched as a child.
Am G F
He says, "Son, when I die..
[Chorus]
F C G
Take me up to Iceberg Meadows,
F C G
under the sun lay my remains.
F C
I will seep into Disaster Creek,
G Am G F
for years my ash will chase that setting sun,
C G
but my soul is here to stay."
[Verse]
Am G
Fourth of July has come, it's custom that we go.
Am Em Am
Make our way up 108, a place we call our home.
[Chorus]
F C G
Take me up to Iceberg Meadows,
F C G
under the sun lay my remains.
F C
I will seep into Disaster Creek,
G Am G F
for years my ash will chase that setting sun,
C G
but my soul is here to stay."
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