Cifras
Three Sons

Tono: G

Introducción:

 G                                     D                   G 
I'm into cattle, my Father was too
 G                                                       D                     G 
From Great Great Grandfather all the way through
 G                                                           C                   G 
And we scarcely have wasted an hour of daylight
 G                                                           D               GStrum 
Stickin' to Herefords and it's been all right
 G                                                             D                   G 
Prepared for the lean times and save for a drought
 G                                                                 D                       G 
But you can't always plan how the future turns out
 G                                               C                       G 
Life's gettin' harder to make what we need
 G                                                   D                           G 
With low cattle prices and more mouths to feed
(refrain)
 G                                                 C                   G 
Oh, six generations where camels run free
 G                                         A               D 
I hope I am never too blind to see
         G                                                     C                 G 
How fortunate, how proud can an old fella be
 G                                                                       D                             G 
Three sons in their swags 'round the stock camp with me
Instrumental

 G                                                           D             G 
Sent the boys off to school to see Adelaide
 G                                                       D                   G 
How other folks live, get a job learn a trade
 G                                               C                                                       G 
Couldn't keep them away 'cause their hearts are still here
 G                                                 D                   G 
My butcher, my welder, my diesel engineer
(refrain)
 G                                                 C                   G 
Oh, six generations where camels run free
 G                                         A               D 
I hope I am never too blind to see
         G                                                     C                 G 
How fortunate, how proud can an old fella be
 G                                                                       D                             G 
Three sons in their swags 'round the stock camp with me
 G                                                           C                       G 
And I come in for dinner, the sun hits the range
 G                                                       A                   D 
In a matter of seconds the colours all change
 G                                                         C                       G 
From gold down to violet the soul has been burned
 G                                                       D                 G 
And I understand fully why they have returned
 G                                                 D                   G 
Cause I'm into cattle, my Father was too
 G                                                       D                     G 
From Great Great Grandfather all the way through
 G                                                           C                   G 
And we've never been guilty of wasting daylight
 G                                                                 D                         G 
We work hard, we play hard and we sleep well at night
(refrain)
 G                                                 C                   G 
Oh, six generations where camels run free
 G                                         A               D 
I hope I am never too blind to see
         G                                                     C                 G 
How fortunate, how proud can an old fella be
 G                                                                       D                             G 
Three sons in their swags 'round the stock camp with me
 G                                                                       D                             G 
Three sons in their swags 'round the stock camp with me