Robert Plant - Harms swift way

^DThere is a home out of ^Gharms swift ^Dway ^GI set my^Aself to ^Dfind I ^Dswore to my love I would ^Gbring her ^Dthere ^GThen I left my ^Alove be^Dhind The ^Ddesert was long The ^Gmountain ^Dhigh The ^Groad ran ^Asteep and ^Dwinding The ^Dpromises so ^Geasily ^Dmade Un^Gbearable, ^Ayet ^Dbinding

^GOh me, ^Doh my ^GWho's gonna ^Acount my ^Dtime ^GOh me, ^Doh my ^GWho's gonna ^Acount my ^Dtime

^DTime will go, it ^Gnever ^Dstays ^GMemory ^Alocked in her ^Dpassing ^DTry, oh try to ^Gcling to ^Dher til ^Gshe be^Acomes ever^Dlasting The ^Dworld's still blue My ^Gword's still ^Dtrue ^GI feel I'm ^Aturning ^Dhollow She ^Ddoes as she please If she ^Gever ^Dleaves I'll ^Gstrangle u^Apon my ^Dsorrow

^GOh me, ^Doh my ^GWho's gonna ^Amark my ^Dtime ^GOh me, ^Doh my ^GWho's gonna ^Amark my ^Dtime

The ^Droad is past, to^Gmorrow the ^Dsky Be^Gtween some^Atimes is ^Dblinding ^DSomeday soon when I ^Gturn to ^Dcloud I will ^Gfind on her ^Awings some^Dhow ^DWrapped in the road and ^Gfilled with a^Dbove The ^Gground seems to ^Afade a^Dway ^DHold to the earth like a ^Gnew born ^Dchild ^GPray she re^Aturns some^Dday

^GOh me, ^Doh my ^GWho's gonna ^Amark my ^Dtime ^GOh me, ^Doh my ^GWho's gonna ^Amark my ^Dtime

^GOh me, ^Doh my ^GWho's gonna ^Amark my ^Dtime ^GOh me, ^Doh my ^GWho's gonna ^Amark my ^Dtime

^GOh me, ^Doh my ^GWho's gonna ^Amark my ^Dtime ^GOh me, ^Doh my ^GWho's gonna ^Amark my ^Dtime