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From: jgoffin@acs.ucalgary.ca (Jeffrey Goffin) CANADIAN RAILROAD TRILOGY by Gordon Lightfoot (This is not the key that Lightfoot uses. I transposed it ages ago to fit my voice. Find a key that fits yours. JG)
CThere was a time in Fthis fair land when the Crailroad did not run CWhen the wild majestic Fmountains stood aGlone against the sun CLong before the Fwhite man and Clong before the wheel CWhen the green dark Gforest was too Bbsilent to be Creal. Gm C Gm C
But time has not beginnings and histr'y has no bounds As to this verdant country they came from all around They sailed upon her waterways and they walked the forests tall Built the mines mills and the factories for the good of us all. And when the young man's fancy was turnin' in the spring The railroad men grew restless for to hear the hammers ring. Their minds were over-flowin' with the visions of their day And many a fortune won and lost and many a debt to pay. There was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run When the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun Long before the white man and long before the wheel When the green dark forest was too silent to be real.
CFor they Glooked in the future and Dmwhat did they see They saw an Bbiron road running from the Csea to the sea GBringin' the goods to a Dmyoung growin' land All Bbup from the seaports and Cinto their hands
Bring in the workers and bring up the rails We gotta lay down the tracks and tear up the trails Open her heart let the life-blood flow Gotta get on our way 'cause we're movin' too slow.
BbGet on our way 'cause we're Gmovin' too slow. BeChind the blue Rockies the Fsun is deGclinin' The Cstars they come Fstealin' at the Dclose of the Gday. ACcross the wide prairies our Floved ones lie Gsleeping BeCyond the dark Fforest in a Gplace far aCway.
We are the plow-boys who work upon the railway Swingin' our hammers in the bright blazin' sun Livin' on stew and drinkin' bad whiskey Layin' down track 'til the long days are done.
Yeah, Cbendin' our Fbacks 'til the Grailroad is Cdone. C Gm C Gm GmNow the Csong of the Gmfuture has been Csung CAll the Gmbattles have been Cwon On the Gmmountain tops we Cstand All the Gmworld at our comCmand We have Gmopened up the Csoil With our Gmteardrops and our Gtoil
There was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run When the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun Long before the white man and long before the wheel When the green dark forest was too silent to be real. But time has not beginnings and histr'y has no bounds As to this verdant country they came from all around They sailed upon her waterways and they walked the forests tall Built the mines mills and the factories for the good of us all. And when the young man's fancy was turnin' in the spring The railroad men grew restless for to hear the hammers ring. Their minds were over-flowin' with the visions of their day And many a fortune won and lost and many a debt to pay. There was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run When the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun Long before the white man and long before the wheel
CWhen the green dark Gforest was too Bbsilent to be Creal. When the green dark Gforest was too Bbsilent to be Creal. And many are the Gdead men too Bbsilent too be Creal Gm C
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