John Williamson - Keeper of the stones

^AmIf you take me from my l^Gand ^Fyou leave me with no s^Coul ^AmI am like a t^Gree ^{F C Am}Everything I ^Gam is r^Footed in the s^Coil ^Cor I am just a s^Gtick to b^Curn

^AmI see you my ^Gbrother ^Fin your deser^Ct shining ^Amwith your hand of gentle ^Gwelcome ^{F C Am}You're looking for my s^Gense of humour, ^FI wonder how you do ^Cit ^Ccarryin' a ^Gheavy l^Coad

^CAnd I am proud to know ^Gyou ^Fthe Keeper of the ^CStones ^CElder of your t^Gribe ^{F C C}The truth is turning ^Gslowly I^F feel it in m^Cy bones ^Crising on a ^Gbeautiful d^Fay ^C

^AmI see it in your ^Gknuckles ^FI see it in your ey^Ces ^Amyou have been as ^Glow as you can g^Fo ^{C Am}It makes me happy ^Gbrother ^Fto see how well you're ^Ctravelling ^Cyou've risen fro^Gm the ashes ^Cyeah

^CAnd I am proud to know ^Gyou ^Fthe Keeper of the ^CStones ^CElder of your t^Gribe ^{F C C}The truth is turning ^Gslowly I^F feel it in m^Cy bones ^Crising on a ^Gbeautiful d^Fay ^C

^AmSoon you'll be a ^Gpoppy s^Ftanding on your ^Cown ^Amthey'll try to bring you ^Gdown when you're t^Fall ^{C Am}But you have the ^Gpower g^Fiven in the sto^Cnes ^Cyour victory ^Gbelongs to us ^Call

^CAnd I am proud to know ^Gyou ^Fthe Keeper of the ^CStones ^CElder of your t^Gribe ^{F C C}The truth is turning ^Gslowly I^F feel it in m^Cy bones ^Crising on a ^Gbeautiful d^Fay ^C