Judy Collins - The coming of the roads

Now that our ^Dmountain is ^Emgrowing ^C With people ^Dhungry for ^Gwealth How come it's ^Dyou that's a-^Emgoin^A7g__ And ^CI'm left alone by ^Dmyself? ^G

We used to ^Dhunt the cool ^Emcaverns ^C Deep in our ^Dforest of ^Ggreen Then came the ^Droad and the ^Emtave^A7rn__ And ^Cyou found a new love it ^Dseems ^G

Once I^A had you and the ^Dwild^Bmwood ^C Now, it's ^Djust dusty ^Groads And I can't help from ^Dblaming your ^Cgoi^Ang On the ^Ccoming, the ^Dcoming ^Cof the ^Groads

Look how they've ^Dcut all to ^Empieces ^C Our ancient ^Dpoplar and ^Goak And the hillsides are ^Dstained with the ^Emgrea^A7ses That ^Cburned up the heavens with ^Dsmoke ^G

You used to ^Dcurse the bold ^Emcrewmen ^C Who stripped our ^Dearth of its ^Gore Now you've changed and you've ^Dgone over ^Emto ^A7them ^CAnd you've learned to love what you hated be^Dfore ^G

Once I ^Athanked god for my ^Dtrea^Bmsure ^C Now like ^Drust, it cor^Grodes And I can't help from ^Dblaming your ^Cgoi^Ang On the ^Ccoming, the ^Dcoming ^Cof the ^Groads