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(folk strum)
In the
year of '39… (pickup chord)
Assembled here
the volunteers
days
when lands
were few ~
Here the ship
sailed out into
the
Sweetest sight
ever seen.
And night followed day,
and the
story tellers say
That the
score brave souls
inside (then passing notes C B A F#)
For
many a lonely day sailed
across the milky seas
Ne'er looked
back, never feared, never cried.
Don't you
hear my call, though you're
many years
away,
Don't you hear me calling
you
Write your
letters in
the sand for
the day
I take your
hand
In the
land that our
grandchildren knew.
In the year
of '39 (pickup chord)
Came a ship in
from the blue
The
Volunteers came home that day ~
And
they bring
good news
Of a world so newly born ~
Though their so
heavily weigh
For the earth is old and grey,
to a new
home we'll away
But my
love this
cannot be (then passing notes C B A F#)
For
so many years have gone
though I'm older but a year
Your mother's
eyes in your eyes
cry to me.
Don't you
hear my call though you're
many years
away
Don't you hear me calling
you
All the letters
in the
sand cannot heal me
like your hand
For my
life still
ahead pity
me.
Вступление:
In the
year of '39 assembled
here the volunteers
In the
days when
lands were
few
Here the
ship sailed
out into the
Blue and sunny morn,
sweetest sight ever
seen.
And the
night followed day, and the
storytellers say
That the
score brave souls
inside
For
many a lonely day sailed
across the milky seas
Never looked
back, never
feared, never
cried.
Don't you
hear my call, though you're
many years
away,
Don't you
hear me calling
you
Write your
letters in the
sand for the
day I
take your
hand
In the
land that our
grandchildren knew.
Бридж:
In the
year of '39 came a
ship in from the blue
The
volunteers came home
that day
And they
bring good
news of a world so newly born
Though their hearts
so heavily
weigh
For the
earth is old and grey,
little darling we'll away
But my
love this cannot
be
For
so many years have gone
though I'm older but a year
Your mother's
eyes, from
your eyes cry
to me.
Don't you
hear my call though you're
many years
away
Don't you
hear me calling
you
All the
letters in
the sand
cannot heal
me like your
hand
For my
life, still
ahead, pity
me.
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