Tono: F
Introducción: F C G C G F C
Am C G
And the trees that stood in the woods out back
C G F C
Lying by the roadway cut and stacked
Am C G
And the logging trucks tear the two-lane down
C G F C
It's a double line all the way to town
G
And these are the things that greeting my eyes
C F C
On the February morning drive
G
And these are the things that greeting my eyes
C F C
On the February morning drive
F C G C G F C
Am C G
And I wave to Troy as it flashes by
C G F C
Sun rising red in the eastern sky
Am C G
And I look to my left at the flashing yield
C G F C
See a murder of crows in a stubble field
G
And these are the things that greeting my eyes
C F C
On the February morning drive
G
And these are the things that greeting my eyes
C F C
On the February morning drive
F C G C G F C
Am C G
And the chimney smoke is lying low
C G F C
Shrouds the town in the valley below
Am C G
And the morning dawning, sharp and fair
C G F C
No breath of wind in the winter air
G
And these are the things that greeting my eyes
C F C
On the February morning drive
G
And these are the things that greeting my eyes
C F C
On the February morning drive
F C G C G F C
Am C G
And the Winter's white is lying still
C G F C
Over the fields and the shadowed hills
Am C G
And far below the Spring sleeps sound
C G F C
In the hardened heart of the frozen ground
G
And these are the things that greeting my eyes
C F C
On the February morning drive
G
And these are the things that greeting my eyes
C F C
On the February morning drive
F C G C G F C F C G
C F C
On the February morning drive