C  Am  F  G

[Verse 1]
    C
The government man
        Am
Started building that dam
       F                          G
And he told us it was all for the best
                 C
'Cause they were tearing it down
          Am
They were drowning our town
       F                   G
In the name of progress, I guess

[Verse 2]
   C
We held our heads proud
          Am
Until the state bought us out
          F                         G
And there wasn't much else we could do
       C
But go down to Town Hall
       Am
To the last firemen's ball
       Fm                           C     G
It was decked out in red, white and blue

[Chorus]
Am                 F
Come, come take my hand
             C                        G
Twirl to the band 'round the old Town Hall
Am                 Em
Come, come take my hand
                 Dm
This is our last chance
            Fm       G
Down at the Farewell Ball

[Instrumental]
C  Am  F  G

[Verse 3]
    C
The Downings and Gibsons
    Am
The Farleys and Dickinsons
F                       G
Everyone dressed to the nines
         C
And they piled into town
          Am
Came from miles around
   F                           G
To pay their respects one last time

[Verse 4]
      C
But a hush filled the room
        Am
And the band stopped the tune
       F                    G
As the midnight bell slowly chimed
      C
I saw grown men break down
       Am
At the death of the town
       Fm                          C     G
As the orchestra played 'Auld Lang Syne'

[Chorus]
Am                 F
Come, come take my hand
             C                        G
Twirl to the band 'round the old Town Hall
Am                 Em
Come, come take my hand
                        Dm
They've called the last dance
            Fm       G
Down at the Farewell Ball

[Instrumental]
Am  F  C  G
Am  Em   Dm  Fm  G

[Verse 5]
     C
Even now I recall
        Am
How the waters claimed all
         F                         G
And made islands of the tallest of hills
        C
And the families and neighbours
       Am
Though scattered like paper
    F                   G
All etched in my memory still

[Bridge]
            Am
Through the reservoir pines
   F                         G
To listen to the wind on the waves
              C
And it's like nothing has changed
      Am
I can still hear the strains
       Fm                      C       G
Of the last song the orchestra played

[Chorus]
Am                 F
Come, come take my hand
             C                        G
Twirl to the band 'round the old Town Hall
Am                 Em
Come, come take my hand
                        Dm
They've called the last dance
            Fm       G
Down at the Farewell Ball