Crossroads

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When first I did appear upon this native soil
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All up and down this country at labor I did toil
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I slumbered in the moonlight and I rose with the sun
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I rambled through the canyons where the cold rivers run

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When first I did come down where the land meets the sea
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The people said who are you and what would your name be
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I said I have no home and I am no man's son
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'Twas inland I was born and from inland that I come

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In the good land I was young and I was strong
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No one dared to call me son
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Happy just to see my day's work done
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See my day's work done

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So I swung an axe as a timberjack and I worked the Quebec mines
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And on the golden prairie I rode the big combines
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I sailed the maritime waters of many a seaport town
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Built the highways and the byways to the western salmon grounds

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I've gazed upon the good times I've seen the bad times, too
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Felt many a cold and bitter wind and many a mornin' dew
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I've watched the country growin' like a fair and mighty thing
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And on the still of a summer night I've heard the mountains ring

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In the good land I was young and I was strong
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No one dared to call me son
       Am
Happy just to see my day's work done
                   Dm
See my day's work done

C Am Dm

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But now the seeds are planted and the gates are open wide
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The old ways are forgotten there's no place left to hide
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And the legacy I'm leavin' you is not very hard to find
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You'll see it all around you at this crossroads of time
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In the sweet soil it's a-growin' at the crossroads of time

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