Strawbs - This barren land

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I took the ^Fchildren ^Gby the ^Chand ^FPromised to ^Emshow them ^Dmall that we had ^Fplanned It's ^Amsad but ^Ftrue, this ^Gmoral ^Ammaze Be^Emtrays the inno^Ccence of bygone ^Gdays

You can't hold ^Dmback the ^Gmarch of ^Dmtime, I said We can't hold ^Fback the ^Gmarch of ^Ftime This blood stained ^Gdesert road on which we ^Cstand Is ^Ftesta^Emment to ^Dmman, this ^Gbarren ^Cland

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Our song of ^Fjoy, the ^Gcountry^Cside ^{F C F}Radiant ^Emfields, for^Dmever glowed with ^Fpride That ^Amonce were ^Fblessed as ^Ggolden ^Amshires Now ^Embear the sad re^Cmains of funeral ^Gpyres

We can't hold ^Dmback the ^Gmarch of ^Dmtime, I said You can't hold ^Fback the ^Gmarch of ^Ftime ^{C Dm} This wicked ^Gwilderness in which we ^Cstand Is ^Ftesta^Emment to ^Dmman, this ^Gbarren ^Cland

We can't hold ^Amback the ^Dmarch of ^Amtime, I said You can't hold ^Cback the ^Dmarch of ^Ctime This way of ^Dno return on which we ^Gstand Is ^Ctesta^Bmment to ^Amman, this ^Dbarren ^Gland

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On sullen ^Cshores we ^Dmake our ^Gpeace We ^Cpray that the ^Bmhowling ^Amwind will someday ^Ccease The ^Emwaves of ^Cpower can ^Dnever ^Embend They ^Bmever take their ^Gcourse until the ^Dend

We can't hold ^Amback the ^Dmarch of ^Amtime, I said You can't hold ^Cback the ^Dmarch of ^Ctime ^{G Am} This ^Dcrumbling cliff-top path on which we ^Gstand Is ^Ctesta^Bmment to ^Amman, this ^Dbarren ^Gland Is ^Ctesta^Bmment to ^Amman, this ^Dbarren ^Gland