Dave Gunning - Smiths rock

Berries w^Eild, and footprints few A good day ^C#min, come after^Anoon There's small re^Bward for all I do^A On this harvest ^Eground ^{A E}

As I drew my ^C#mbreath through younger ^Alungs Thinking ^BI could be the only ^Aone Could turn that ^Eground

'Cause it's ^C#msunu^Bp to s^Eundown Cut the trees and ^C#m7burn the ^Aroots ^C#m Wait ^Bfor the ^Eseason to ^Bchange 'Cause that ^C#mwind ^Bdoesn't ^Elisten And the ^C#m7rain won't t^Aalk ^B7 But someday they'll see my name u^Apon that ^Erock^C#m___ ^{A E C#m A}

These passing ^Eyears will never end Though in ^C#mtime they're surely not my^A friend A thousand ^Bbacks will break and b^Aend Before you d^Eo ^A

Eye to ^Eeye, we'll never see And though it ^C#mtakes the best of ^Ame I'll be ^Bdamned if I'll ever le^Aave Before my work is ^Ethrough

'Cause it's ^C#msunu^Bp to s^Eundown Cut the trees and ^C#m7burn the ^Aroots ^C#m Wait ^Bfor the ^Eseason to ^Bchange 'Cause that ^C#mwind ^Bdoesn't ^Elisten And the ^C#m7rain won't t^Aalk ^B7 But someday they'll see my name u^Apon that ^Erock___

^F#m7Lying cold and heavy fills my^C#m chest Takes me ^Aover, carries me ^Eunder^A

'Cause it's ^C#msunu^Bp to s^Eundown Cut the trees and ^C#m7burn the ^Aroots ^C#m Wait ^Bfor the ^Eseason to ^Bchange 'Cause that ^C#mwind ^Bdoesn't ^Elisten And the ^C#m7rain won't t^Aalk ^B7 But someday they'll see my n^Bame ^B7 Someday they'll see my name u^Apon that ^Erock___ ^A