Am G F G [Vers 1] (soft picking)Am G F G The fairest way for any man to have his ownAm G F G Is forty years of undisturbed workAm G F G And while the rest are buried under stoneAm G F G When do you want to go off on our own? [Instrumental] x2Am G F G [Vers 2]Am G F G Rolling towns of pastures green and mountainsidesAm G F G Reflected light off winding streams that run for milesAm G F G I wanted to try my hand but I am oldAm G F G And now it's too late, you'll never get to go [Instrumental] x2Am G F G [Vers 3] (strumming)Am G F G Finding the path to be takenAm G F G Was forced by a desperate rulerAm G F G Who gave mostly hardships and earful newsAm G F G But thought himself generous and fair [Vers 4] (harder picking)Am G F G Lay me besi--de the mountainAm G F G Whose shelter inci--tes the moonAm G F G But who dares disturb those that rest nearbyAm G F G The mountain?
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