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This is the same chords as the other version, but with correct formatting. Hopefully it'll help some people out, even though it's the same pattern for almost the whole song. Song is by Erik Petersen's band The Orphans. [Verses]
CHigh upon a forgotten mountaintop lay a Fgarden AmUnattended and Gdry C'Twas a yard that hadn't felt childrens' feet Frunning For the mother long agoAm taught her Gchildren how to Cfly
CWithin a simple cabin, Funtouched by industrial hands Sat the Amaged mother in her Ghome "You can'tC escape the picture frames - there's too mFany," she said, "They Amkeep me from beGin' aloCne"
CWell she spoke, "He was an hFonest man He worked Amhard to put food on our Gplates Well Cwe had more babies than Fwe had arms We struggled alAml our lives, but the reGwards were gCreat
"CAnd when my son came Fhome from the war, He rAmested his head on my bGreast And said,C 'Ma, I'm tired of being usFed and grinded down I feel so lAmow, can you make me feGel like I'm the Cbest?'"
CWell my best friend truly Fwed a savage man He wAmore her like a bad tatGtoo For hisC only love was for a bFottle She said, "There's Amonly one thing lGeft for me to dCo
"CTo be wild once again, to taFke back my life and run awAmay, Set flames to his tGruck He Cwon't ever know what he's been mFissing; I did every dAmay: G C (Not sure? Probs the same pattern) Joy, freedom, dance and love, dance and love"
CThese are the stories that this Fmother spoke to me As I Ambrought her garden back to Ggrow I was Crewarded with a warm meal, tales Fnever to be heard Some call itAm poverty, but tGhey'll never kCnow
CShe said, "All I got is my stories and this oFld guitar, My cAmrops have all come and gone Gaway I got a Chead full of recipes eFnticing to the taste And a lAmiking to wake Gup and greet the dCay
"CGot a bad back from raising my cFhildren, From Amhuggin' my husband so tGight Hell, IC never cared much for any govFernment; I got my JAmesus when I fGeel the time isC right"
SinginG' I'm the richest I'll Cever be I eGmbrace the world I have aCll around me So Amsing a dying song and sFlap your knee Have a tAmaste of true GanarchCy, yeah anarchy
Hey! I'm not sure the last verse is quite right but this way sounds decent at least :)