Chord Gitar Fred Eaglesmith - Thirty Years Of Farming Kunci Dasar - Chords.id

Verse

           C                                                  F                   C
There's a little white note on the gate by the road that a man put up yesterday,
                                           D                    G     G7
And when we saw it we all ran out just to see what it had to say,
     C                                                     F                        C
And when we read it our eyes filled with tears and they fell to the cold, hard clay.
                                                                           G           C
Something 'bout a mortgage, something 'bout foreclosure, something about failing to pay.
 
[Chorus]
                                                F                C
Oh and, on the post by the general store they put up a little sign:
                                               D                    G    G7
An auction sale - day after tomorrow - at the end of the Lincoln Lane.
C                                                     F                        C
Thirty years of farming, thirty years of heartache, thirty years of day to day.
                                                                                 G         C
Oh, my daddy stopped talking, the day the farm was auctioned, there was nothing left to say.
 
[Verse 2]
C                                             F                                   C
Oh, my mama's tears fell freely down as she walked amongst the flowers in the yard
                                                   D                      G     G7
And every number the auctioneer called was like a blow to her precious heart
C                                               F                            C
And every number the auctioneer called meant another thing was sold that day
                                                                                   G         C
'Til everything was auctioned, and we stood there watching as they loaded it and drove it away.
 
[Chorus]
                                                F                C
Oh and, on the post by the general store they put up a little sign:
                                               D                    G    G7
An auction sale - day after tomorrow - at the end of the Lincoln Lane.
C                                                     F                        C
Thirty years of farming, thirty years of heartache, thirty years of day to day.
                                                                                 G         C
Oh, my daddy stopped talking, the day the farm was auctioned, there was nothing left to say.
 
[Instrumental]
C          F     C
C          D     G G7
C          F     C
C          G     C
 
[Verse 3]
C                                                              F                  C
At the day's first dawning, we woke this morning, there was nothing for us to do.
                                                  D                        G       G7
Nothing in the granary, no hay in the meadow, no cattle, no tractor, no tools.
C                                                                 F                       C
So we loaded up the car with the clothes that we wore and a few things we managed to save.
                                                             G        C
Mama read from the Book, we took one last look, and then we drove away.
 
[Chorus]
                                                F                C
Oh and, on the post by the general store they put up a little sign:
                                               D                    G    G7
An auction sale - day after tomorrow - at the end of the Lincoln Lane.
C                                                     F                        C
Thirty years of farming, thirty years of heartache, thirty years of day to day.
                                                                                 G         C
Oh, my daddy stopped talking, the day the farm was auctioned, there was nothing left to say.
 
[Outro]
                                                                                 G         C
Oh, my daddy stopped talking, the day the farm was auctioned, there was nothing left to say.