Allan Taylor - The sky

^CThere's a time when the truth is bad ^CAnd that's so very sad, I know When ^FI was a kid, like a mother's sigh ^FI used to hear the freight trains cry They kept me on the ^Cgo, you know ^FEven now I stop to hear ^FThe big trucks a-shifting gear It's what I want to ^Cknow, you know ^Am

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^CThere's a time when the past is past ^CFilled with things that never last, I know The ^Ffreight trains' lonesome whistles cry ^FBecomes a song but there's the sky Spring always comes a^Cgain, hmm hmm ^FThat old car, it was Christmas time ^FFilled with kids and they were all crying They had no place to ^Cgo, I know ^Am

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^CThere's a time when you face your soul ^CTo find if you are true and whole, you know ^FI remember your face so clear ^FSometimes it seems I hear The softness of your ^Csigh, your sigh And ^FI remember another time ^FAutumn's here and summer's dying You asked me not to ^Cgo, don't go

^CThere's a time when you face the sky ^CTo find if you are here and why, you know I ^Flike to watch the eagle fly I^Fn the early dawn when the dew's not dry I hear a rooster ^Ccrow, hmm hmm ^FJust like a morning star ^FThat you see from afar Through the clear, clear ^Csky, the sky ^Am

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