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Intro: F C G (2x) Verse: F C G Last night I dreamed we'd found a stand of trees F Am G framing a pond and a field in between Dm Am G And with a hammer and a blade and our four hands F E here's what we made F C G The logs we peeled and stacked in a ring F Am G and then we crowned it, our tiny house, with tin Dm Am G F And by the fire, flickering bronze and gold across your face E G I heard you say C F G It may not be a grand parade of snow capped peaks, oooh C F G no river silver-backed crashing through, oooh C F Em but we have our black-haired babes running free Dm G through the woods, oooo Solo:(same as verse): F C G F C G Dm Am G F E Verse: F F G Squirrels in the rafters, wrens in the eaves F Am G red dirt neath our nails, orange stains on our knees Dm Am G F E G blackberries in June down the path without our shoes C F G It may not be a grand parade of snow capped peaks, oooh C F G no river silver-backed crashing through, oooh C F Em but we have our black-haired babes running free Dm G through the woods, oooo Outro: F C G F Am G (repeat until end) F
C F G It may not be a grand parade of snow capped peaks, oooh C F G no river silver-backed crashing through, oooh C F Em but we have our black-haired babes running free Dm G through the woods, oooo
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