A D A E A D A E AA D Caught in the vice of heaven and earthA E He turned his life into a cellA D Imprisoned by the doubts that hound us allA E A And the desires that we all know so wellF#m A D A His days lost to promises, his nights he purged of dreamsA E And he'd wake in the hours before sunriseD E A And dread the coming of the dayA D Never thought a man could become so desperateA E Never thought a life could lose so much hopeA D To be tearing at the roots around youA E A As if in manacles, or irons, or ropesF#m A D A They say he told his children that all he taught was lostA E That love and pride and honestyD E A Were gained at too high a costA D It's been thirty summers that I've spent with himA E And I expect thirty more to passA D He has blessed my life in so many waysA E A That I could never turn my backF#m A But I need just one more reminderD A Of the man that he used to beA E If he would just look deep into my eyesD E A And say it's in you my love that I will find the key.
Thirty Summers
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