Kunci: C minor•
Intro 1
Cm
F
Cm
C
Cm
Ab
Bb
Eb
Fm
Csus4
C
Verse 1
Cm
Come gather round, friends,
Bb
Eb
and I'll tell you a tale
Cm
C
When the red iron ore
Csus4
C
pits run plenty
Csus2
Cm
Now the cardboard -filled windows,
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Eb
the old men on the benches
Bb
Cm
F
C
I tell you now, the whole town is empty
Cm
In the north end of town,
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Eb
my own children have grown
Cm
C
I was raised on the other,
Csus2
Csus4
in the wee hours of youth,
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Eb
my mother took sick
Cm
C
I was brought up by my brother,
Cm
and the iron ore poured
Bb
Eb
as the years passed the door
Cm
The drag lines and the shovels,
they was hummin'
Csus2
Bb
Till one day my brother,
Eb
he just failed to come home
Cm
Csus4
C
The same as my father before him
Cm
Well, a long winter's wait
Bb
Eb
from the window I watched
Csus4
C
they could n't have been kinder
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Csus4
An d my schooling was cut
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Eb
as I quit in the spring
C
Cm
F
Bb
Csus4
C
Cm
Csus4
miner
Gm
Cm
C
Cm
Well, years passed again
Bb
Eb
and the givin' was good
Csus4
C
filled every season
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C
Till with three babies born
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Eb
the work was cut down
Cm
C
And a half a day's shift with no reason
Cm
And the shaft was soon shut
Bb
Eb
and more work was cut
Cm
C
Csus4
And the fire in the air felt frozen,
C
Csus2
C
and then a man comes to speak,
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Eb
and he said in one week,
Cm
C
he said number eleven was closing,
Cm
or they're complaining in east
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Eb
that they're paying too high.
Cm
C
Csus4
And they say that your ore
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C
Bb
that it's much cheaper down in
the South American in the town,
Eb
Cm
where the miners worked
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Cm
So the mining gates locked
Bb
Eb
and the red iron rotted.
Cm
C
And the rooms,
Csus4
C
smelled heavy from drinking.
Csus2
And the sad, sad song
Bb
Eb
made the hour twice as long,
Cm
Csus4
C
Cm
Eb
as it waited for the sun to go sinking.
Bb
Csus4
C
Csus2
C
Csus4
F
Bb
Cm
C
Cm
Well, sits by the window
Bb
and he talks to himself
Eb
Cm
C
An d the si lence of
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C
tongues was building
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C
till one morning I awoke
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Eb
and I bet it was bedtime.
Cm
And I was left all alone
and now the summer is gone
Cm
Bb
and the ground is turning cold.
Eb
Cm
C
The stores, one by one,
they are folding
Csus2
C
And my children will go
Bb
just as soon as they grow
Eb
Cm
There ain't nothing left here now
to hold me now
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