Tono: C
Introducción:
Chºrds F
The following picking pattern can be played as an intro or throughout the entire song.
It sounds good either way.
C Am G C
When I was born they said I could have died.
C Am G C
My father did weep and my mother, she cried.
F C G C
Although my lungs were withered inside,
Am G C
A two pound boy was alive.
C Am G C
Many months later I was taken home,
C Am G C
To a nice little house where I mended my bones.
F C G C
I would sit in the tree that once bordered the road,
Am G C
Watch the world as it turned so slow.
C Am G C
Once I was seven we packed up our things,
C Am G C
And moved to PA where the setting sun brings,
F C G C
The beauty of life to the valleys and springs,
Am G C
And the sound of the partridge does ring.
C Am G C
As I grew older my life doubled in size,
C Am G C
The tops of the hills arched their backs towards the skies.
F C G C
?Cause nature you know, does sink and does rise,
Am G C
Like the ocean, so old and so wise.
C Am G C
I remember when I played my first show,
C Am G C
The music pulsated with those in the front row.
F C G C
Spring claimed the air as the clouds hung so low,
Am G C
?In a year, a year or so?.
C Am G C
Sometimes when I lie awake late at night,
C Am G C
I watch the shadows that trickle from the house light.
F C G C
The patterns move slow like those born without sight,
Am G C
When you sleep your life seems so bright.
C Am G C
Now that I?ve grown up, I?ll soon leave my home,
C Am G C
And pack up the pictures of the ones I did know.
F C G C
I?ll never forget all the places I roamed,
Am G C
Pennsylvania, the love you have shown.
F C G C
I do not know if God is real or a lie,
Am G C
But oh well, I thank God I?m alive.
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