Misc Originals - Mark barton - barn full of memories

^GIn the heart of the countryside, ^Cwhere wind whispers through the fields, ^DThere's an old barn and silo, ^Gand memories revealed ^GAs I walk through the doors ^Cthey creak and they moan ^Das the sun begins to fade ^GAnd memories flood my soul

^GIn that old barn built by the hands ^Cof my long distant kin ^DI find solace in the stories ^Gthat I was told again and again ^GNames and initials, etched on its walls ^Cstand the test of time ^DAnd the old silo with a tree ^Greaching for the sky.

^GThe silo once held grain ^Ca treasure from the land ^DBut now it stands transformed ^Gby nature's loving hand ^GA tree sprouts from its top ^Creaching for the endless blue ^DA testament to resilience ^Gin all that it's been through.

^GIn that old barn built by the hands ^Cof my long distant kin ^DI find solace in the stories ^Gthat I was told again and again ^GNames and initials, etched on its walls ^Cstand the test of time ^DAnd the old silo with a tree ^Greaching for the sky.

^CI wonder how many seasons ^Gthat barn has watched go by ^DAs the tree and silo stood there ^Gbeneath the changing sky ^CThey've seen storms and sunshine ^Gwitnessed good and bad ^DThey are starting to show their age now ^Gthrough the long life they've had

^GI take a moment to sit ^CIn the shade that it provides ^DThinkin' 'bout memories and stories ^Gwhere the past and present collide ^GThe ol' barn and the silo ^Cthey're both so special to me ^DAnd now they give a home ^Gto that one of a kind special tree

^GIn that old barn built by the hands ^Cof my long distant kin ^DI find solace in the stories ^Gthat I was told again and again ^GNames and initials, etched on its walls ^Cstand the test of time ^DAnd the old silo with a tree ^Greaching for the sky.

^GAs the sun begins to set casting shadow^Cs on the land ^DI leave this place so dear but car^Gry it in my heart's hand ^GFor the barn, the silo and the tree ^Cthey hold a legacy ^DA reminder of my roots ^Gand the love that made me, me