Mike Oldfield - Far country

^GShe takes the ^Drain, and turns it to ^Emsun, ^CAnd my ^Dsoul, she f^Gills it. ^GWhere once was a ^Ddesert, rivers now ^Emrun ^CAnd my s^Dtorm, she s^Gtills it. ^GShe takes the r^Dain.

^GShe ^Cbreathes the ^Dair from a ^Emfar ^Ccoun^Dtry.

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^G This ^Cbond sur^Dvives like a ^Emtall, ^Ctall ^Dtree. ^GI ^Cclose my ^Deyes and how ^Emfar ^CI ^Dsee.... ^GShe takes the ^Drain.

^GShe gives me ^Dhope when there's nothing but ^Empain, ^CI ^Dcan't exp^Glain it. ^GTwo different l^Deaves, but the branch is the ^Emsame, ^CFore^Dver, let it ^Gbe.... ^GShe takes the ^Drain.

^GShe ^Cbreathes the ^Dair from a ^Emfar ^Ccoun^Dtry.

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^G This ^Cbond sur^Dvives like a ^Emtall, ^Ctall ^Dtree. ^GI ^Cclose my ^Deyes and how ^Emfar ^CI ^Dsee.... ^GShe takes the ^Drain.

^GShe takes the ^Drain. CHORUS ^GShe ^Cbreathes the ^Dair from a ^Emfar ^Ccoun^Dtry.

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^G This ^Cbond surv^Dives like a ^Emtall, ^Ctall ^Dtree. ^GI ^Cclose my ^Deyes and how ^Emfar ^CI ^Dsee.... ^GShe takes the ^Drain.