Only Our Rivers Run Free(Ukulele chords)

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    When apples still grow in November,
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    when blossoms still bloom on each tree,
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    when leaves are still green in December,
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    it's then that our land will be free.
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    I wander her hills and valleys and still through my sorrow I see,
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    a land that has never known freedom, only her rivers run free.

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    I drink to the death of her manhood,
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    those men who would rather have died
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    than to live in the cold chains of bondage
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    to bring back their rights were denied.
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    Where are you now, when we need you,
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    what burns where the flame used to be?
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    Are you gone like the snows of last winter, will only our rivers run free?

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    How sweet is life but we're crying, how mellow the wine that were dry,
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    how fragrant the rose but it’s dying, how gentle the wind, but it sighs.
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    What good is youth when it’s ageing, what joy is in eyes that can see?
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    when there’s sorrow in sunshine and flowers,
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    and only our rivers run free.