Chords with lyrics
Tuning: Standard (E MajorE A augmentedA D MajorD G+G BB E MajorE)
Verse:
D MajorD
I rode across a valley range
G+G D MajorD
I hadn't seen for years
D MajorD
The trail was all so spoilt and strange
A augmentedA
It nearly fetched the tears
D MajorD
I had to let ten fences down
G+G D MajorD
The fussy lanes ran wrong
D MajorD
And each new line would make me frown
A augmentedA G+G D MajorD
And hum this mournin' song
Chorus:
G+G G+G D MajorD
Mhm, hear 'em stretchin' of the wire
D MajorD
The urban brand is on the land
A augmentedA
I reckon I'll retire
D MajorD
While progress toots her greedy horn
G+G D MajorD
And makes her motor buzz
D MajorD
I thanks the Lord I wasn't born
A augmentedA G+G D MajorD
No later than I was
Verse:
D MajorD
'Twas good to live when all the sod
G+G D MajorD
Without no fence or fuss
D MajorD
Belonged in partnership with God
A augmentedA
Mother Nature and to us
D MajorD
Where skyline bounds from east to west
G+G D MajorD
And room to go and come
D MajorD
I loved my fellow man the best
A augmentedA G+G D MajorD
When he was scattered some
Chorus:
G+G G+G D MajorD
Mhm, closer and closer crawls the wire
D MajorD
There's hardly place to step away
A augmentedA
And call a man a liar
D MajorD
Their house has locks on every door
G+G D MajorD
Their land is in a crate
D MajorD
These ain't the plains of God no more
A augmentedA G+G D MajorD
They're only real estate
Verse:
D MajorD
When my old soul hunts range and rest
G+G D MajorD
Beyond the last divide
D MajorD
Just plant me in some stretch of West
A augmentedA
Sunny, lone and wide
D MajorD
Let cattle rub the tombstone round
G+G D MajorD
And coyotes mourn their kin
D MajorD
Let horses come and paw the moun'
A augmentedA G+G D MajorD
But don't you fence it in
Chorus:
G+G G+G D MajorD
Mhm, far and farther flings the wire
D MajorD
To crowd and pinch another inch
A augmentedA
It's all their heart's desire
D MajorD
The world is overstocked with men
G+G D MajorD
And some will see the day
D MajorD
When each must keep his little pen
A augmentedA G+G
But I'll be far away
Verse:
G+G G+G D MajorD
Mhm Mhm Mhm
D MajorD
Mhm
A augmentedA
Mhm
D MajorD
While progress toots her greedy horn
G+G D MajorD
And makes her motor buzz
D MajorD
I thanks the Lord I wasn't born
A augmentedA G+G
No later than I was