Guitar chords Only Our Rivers Run Free

Key:  C

            
C
                              
G
                
C
 
        When apples still grow in November,
                    
F
                            
C
                        
G
 
        when blossoms still bloom on each tree,
                    
F
                                                    
C
 
        when leaves are still green in December,
                      
G
                                              
Am
 
        it's then that our land will be free.
              
F
                                      
C
                    
F
                                              
Em
 
        I wander her hills and valleys and still through my sorrow I see,
              
F
                                                  
C
          
G
                                      
Am
 
        a land that has never known freedom, only her rivers run free.
              
F
                      
G
                      
C
 
        I drink to the death of her manhood,
                      
F
                      
C
                      
G
 
        those men who would rather have died
                          
F
                                                
C
 
        than to live in the cold chains of bondage
                  
G
                                                      
Am
 
        to bring back their rights were denied.
            
F
                                                
C
 
        Where are you now, when we need you,
                    
F
                                                    
Em
 
        what burns where the flame used to be?
                          
F
                                                    
C
                    
G
                                      
Am
 
        Are you gone like the snows of last winter, will only our rivers run free?
                    
F
            
G
                            
C
                  
F
                
C
                          
G
 
        How sweet is life but we're crying, how mellow the wine that were dry,
                    
F
                                                
C
                  
G
                                          
Am
 
        how fragrant the rose but it's dying, how gentle the wind, but it sighs.
                    
F
                                            
C
                      
F
                                          
Em
 
        What good is youth when it's ageing, what joy is in eyes that can see?
                                    
F
                                            
C
 
        when there's sorrow in sunshine and flowers,
                  
G
                                    
Am
 
        and only our rivers run free.