Текст песни с аккордами
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[Verse]
D
I rode across a valley range
G D
I hadn't seen for years
D
The trail was all so spoilt and strange
A
It nearly fetched the tears
D
I had to let ten fences down
G D
The fussy lanes ran wrong
D
And each new line would make me frown
A G D
And hum this mournin' song
[Chorus]
G G D
Mhm, hear 'em stretchin' of the wire
D
The urban brand is on the land
A
I reckon I'll retire
D
While progress toots her greedy horn
G D
And makes her motor buzz
D
I thanks the Lord I wasn't born
A G D
No later than I was
[Verse]
D
'Twas good to live when all the sod
G D
Without no fence or fuss
D
Belonged in partnership with God
A
Mother Nature and to us
D
Where skyline bounds from east to west
G D
And room to go and come
D
I loved my fellow man the best
A G D
When he was scattered some
[Chorus]
G G D
Mhm, closer and closer crawls the wire
D
There's hardly place to step away
A
And call a man a liar
D
Their house has locks on every door
G D
Their land is in a crate
D
These ain't the plains of God no more
A G D
They're only real estate
[Verse]
D
When my old soul hunts range and rest
G D
Beyond the last divide
D
Just plant me in some stretch of West
A
Sunny, lone and wide
D
Let cattle rub the tombstone round
G D
And coyotes mourn their kin
D
Let horses come and paw the moun'
A G D
But don't you fence it in
[Chorus]
G G D
Mhm, far and farther flings the wire
D
To crowd and pinch another inch
A
It's all their heart's desire
D
The world is overstocked with men
G D
And some will see the day
D
When each must keep his little pen
A G
But I'll be far away
[Verse]
G G D
Mhm Mhm Mhm
D
Mhm
A
Mhm
D
While progress toots her greedy horn
G D
And makes her motor buzz
D
I thanks the Lord I wasn't born
A G
No later than I was
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