Billy Boyd - The last goodbye

^GI saw the light fade from the sky On the w^Gind I heard a sigh (picking) As the ^Emsnowflakes ^Ccovered my ^Emfallen ^Cbrothers (Picking) I will ^Gsay this ^Clast good-^Gbye

^EmNight is now ^Cfalling ^G So ends this d^Day ^Em The road is now ^Ccalling And ^GI must a-^Dway Over h^Emill and under ^Ctree Through lands where ^Amnever light is ^Cshined By silver s^Gtreams That run d^Cown to the ^Dsea ^{Dsus4 D}

Under ^Emcloud, beneath the ^Cstars Over s^Amnow and winters ^Cmorn' I turn it ^Glast to ^Cpaths that lead ^Dhome ^Am And though where the ^Croad then takes me ^Em I cannot ^Dtell,^Am we came all this ^Cway But now comes the ^Emday To bid you fare-^Dwell

Many ^Gplaces ^CI have ^Gbeen (picking) Many ^Gsorrows ^CI have ^Gseen (picking) But I ^Emdon't re-^Cgret (picking) Nor will ^EmI for-^Cget (Picking) All that ^Gtook that ^Croad with ^Gme ^F#/D

^Em Night is now ^Cfalling ^G So ends ^Dthis day (picking) ^Em The road is now ^Ccalling And ^GI must a-^Dway Over h^Emill and under ^Ctree Through lands where ^Amnever light is s^Chined By silver s^Gtreams That run d^Cown to the ^Dsea

Towards these m^Ememories I will h^Cold With your ^Amblessing I will ^Cgo To turn at ^Glast to ^Cpaths that lead ^Dhome ^Am And though where the ^Croad then takes me ^Em I cannot ^Dtell,^Am we came all this^C way But now comes the ^Emday To bid you fare-^Dwell

I'll bid you a^Cll a very fond f^Garewell