Farm Auction
Chris Hadfield
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(início)
GVerse 1
G Am The sons came from across the land to help them through C G D And last night in the kitchen was the missus' dream come true Em All her sons were standin', laughin' G Like a ghost from days long past when Am D Their hopes and dreams were all she knew
Verse 2
G Am And they all got up on this last mornin', feelin' fine C G D All those different motors to get started one last time Em By ten the yard was crowded G The auction voices shouted Am D Their neighbours movin' down the line
Chorus
G Bm They stand to watch the caller's hammer fall C G D Another timeworn treasure carried off Em Bm It took a life to build this farm and all C D G And they just watch the hammer fall
Verse 3
G Am As each son reached the age to choose he left the land C G D They couldn't seem to see the dream that had guided their old man Em He knew they had to leave him G But each one left him grievin' Am D He'd hoped that one would understand
Verse 4
D G Am So for the past ten years he's farmed his section all alone C G D The prairie winds aren't easy on his 60-year-old bones Em Though he knows what he's doin' G It doesn't make sense to him Am D He'll never reap all that he's sown
Chorus
G Bm They stand to watch the caller's hammer fall C G Another timeworn treasure carried off Em Bm It took a life to build this farm and all C D G Now they just watch the hammer fall
Verse 5
G Am Now he knows that they are troubled and a little scared C G D Could strangers ever farm this land and care the way they cared? Em But each spring the land will freshen G And their pain will lessen Am D With all that they have shared
Chorus
G Bm They stand to watch the caller's hammer fall C G D Their way of living split and carried off Em Bm It took a life to build this farm and all C D G Now they just watch the hammer fall C D G They just watch the hammer fall
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