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When I walk the Ahills so high
ACround the Gtown where I was Dborn
New York seems so Afar away
Though CI was Gthere just yesterDday A C G D
I have played on Amy guitar
In CcoffeeGhouses, halls and Dbars
Everyone that AI call friend
CKnows they Gwill not be forDgot A C G D
Trains and planes and Arented cars
CSingers, Gsaints and other Dstars
I suspect them Aevery one
They'll Cnever Gchange, it's too much Dfun
AJust for now I'd Elike to rest
GIn the shade of a Dmaple tree
ATo the blue CaEnadian sky
I'll Gsay a prayer for the Dworld out there E A E A
DWhen I stand on Amy own sod
It Cfeels so Ggood to be home, by Dgod
The winter wind has Aturned my head
But I Calways Gcame up warm someDhow A C G D
Bottles, beads and Acigarettes
And Clovers Gthat I ain't found Dyet
Picking with a Afriend till dawn
And Csinging Gall those hi'way Dsongs
AJust for now I'd Elike to rest
GIn the shade of a Dmaple tree
ATo the blue CaEnadian sky
I'll Gsay a prayer for the Dworld out there E A E A
DWhen I walk the Ahills so high
ACround the Gtown where I was Dborn
New York seems so Afar away
Though CI was Gthere just yesterDday
I would travel Aall my life
If CloneliGness was not the Dprice
While heading north aAcross that line's
The Conly Gtime I'm Dflying
DACGD
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