Jack Bruce - To isengard

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^AOver the hills the good times ^AAre sitting under grey clouds ^AAnd the sound of the love songs ^AIs being lost in the crowds ^CmOf the magical lessons ^CmThat you taught me from the^Am walls ^CmI forgot all the path ways ^CmAnd I remembered the falls ^DmRemem^Cber...^Bmreme^Ammber