The Holy Ground
Mary Black
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G D G D G [Verse]D G C I was born on the holy groundG D G A running child in fields of cloverD G C I was living in the grandeur ofD G My father's land [Verse]D G C By the side of the swirling seaG D G I spent the days of childish wonderD G And rocks I held in my young handsCD G I never felt them slip away [Verse]D G Well, the sun shone bright uponC the wavesG D G And the wind blew high as I was leavingContinúa después del anuncioD G C And I sailed so far awayD G Looking for adventure [Verse]D G But I would not stay where theC city streetsG D Proclaimed so loudly man'sG endeavoursD G C Though music is a pretty thingD G In fine company [Verse]D G And the wilderness took my breathC awayG D G Under a sun that never faltersD G C I felt I had to find my way whereD G No one ever goes [Verse]D G It was in the south that my newC home layG D G With a dark-eyed boy and wild horsesD G With humming birds and roses thereC inD G Old Mexico [Verse]D There the winds of change, theyG C blew so farG D G Of liberty and revolutionD It seemed that each man heard inG C his breastD G The drumming of a nation [Verse]D G C I was born on the holy groundG D G A running child in fields of cloverD G C I was living in the grandeur ofD G My father's land