Probably Always Will

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C   F   G    C
C                                F
I've got a mountain of dreams to climb
        C                        F
'fore I get to that house on the hill
     C                    F
That keeps the lady of my morning
     C                        F
In a brown earthen pot on the sill
       Em          Dm
Of the window that looks out
           G                       C   F  G  C  C  F  G  C
Across the valley, probably always will
C                        F
I'll make sure no one is watching me
     C                         F
Like ev'ry good and successful thief
    C                       F
And maybe tomorrow when the sun goes down
          C                  F
I'll have put an end to this grief
   Em       Dm
By giving myself a potted plant
      G                     C     F  G  C  C  F  G  C
And a rainbow, calling it a wreath
G                     C
She's the energy that runs my day
G                         C
And the first star out at night
   F              C
By God, I'm gonna climb that hill
      G                         C
If it takes, ev'ry bit of my my might
C                               F
In the morning the early summer breezes call
   C                          F
Me away from my warm sleeping bed
    C                      F
And fill me up with expectations
   C                       F
Of filling this hole in my head
         Em        Dm
That was left long ago
                G                         C   F  G  C  C  F  G  C
Somewhere in my lifetime, left me feeling dead
G                     C
She's the energy that runs my day
        G                 C
And the first star out at night
   F              C
By God, I'm gonna climb that hill
      G                      C
If it takes, ev'ry bit of my might
     C                           F
I've got a mountain of dreams to climb
        C                       F
'fore I get to that house on the hill
     C                    F
That keeps the lady of my morning
     C                        F
In a brown earthen pot on the sill
       Em          Dm
Of the window that looks out
           G                       C   F  G  C  C  F  G  C G C
Across the valley, probably always will