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Chords used: G:320003 C:X32010 D:XX0232
A:X02220 E:022100
INTRO: | G |
G C G
I'm standin' at the doorway, my head down in my hands
C G D
Not knowin' where to sit, not knowin' where I stand
G C G
My father looms above me, for him there is no rest
C G D
My mother's arms enfold me and hold me to her breast
G C G
'They say you've been out wanderin', they say you've traveled far
C G D
Sit down, young stranger and tell us who you are'
G C G
The room has all gone misty, my thoughts are all in spin
C G D G
'Sit down, young stranger and tell us where you been'
C G
'Well, I've been up to the mountain, I've walked down by the sea
C G D
I never questioned no one and no one questioned me
G C G
My love was given freely and oft-times was returned
C G D
I never came to borrow, I only came to learn
G C G
Sometimes it did get lonely, but it taught me how to cry
C G D
And laughter came to easy for life to pass me by
G C G
I never had a dollar that I didn't earn with pride
C G D
'Cause I had a million daydreams to keep me satisfied'
INTERLUDE: | G | G | C | G | C | G | D | G |
A D A
'And will you gather daydreams, or will you gather wealth?
D A E
How can you find your fortune if you cannot find yourself?'
A D A
My mother's eyes grow misty, there's a tremblin' in her hand
D A E
'Sit down, young stranger, I do not understand
A D A
And will you try and tell us that you've been too long at school?
D A E
That knowledge is not needed, that power does not rule?
A D A
That war is not the answer, that young men should not die?
D A E
Sit down young stranger, I wait for your reply'
A D A
'The answer is not easy for souls are not reborn
D A E
To wear the crown of peace, you must wear the Crown of Thorns
A D A
If Jesus had a reason, I'm sure he would not tell
D A E
They treated him so badly, how could he wish them well?'
A D A
The parlor now is empty, there's nothin' left to say
D A E
My father has departed, my mother's gone to pray
A D A
There's rockets in the meadows and ships out on the sea
D A E
The answer's in the forest, carved upon a tree:
D A E A
'John loves Mary,'...does anyone love me?
Written by Gordon Lightfoot