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GWhDenG apples still grow in November CWhGenD blossoms still bloom from each tree CWhGenD leaves are still green in December DItBm 'sEm than our land will be free CI'GveD travelled her hills and her valleys CAnGd Dstill through her sorrow I see CA GlaDnd that has never known freedom DAnBmd oEmnly our rivers run free 2x
I drink to the death of her manhood Those men who 'd rather have died Than to live in cold chains of bondage To bring back their rights were denied Oh where are you now when we need you What burns where the flames used to be What you gone like the snows of last winter And will only our rivers run free 2x How sweet is life, but we 're crying How mellow the wine, but it 's dry How fragrant the rose, but it 's dying How gentle the breeze, but it 's sight What good is in youth, when it 's again What joy in the eyes that can 't see When there 's sorrow in sunshine and flowers And still only our rivers run free 2x I've travelled her hills and her valleys And still through her sorrow I see A land that was never known freedom And only our rivers run free 8x