Small Mountain

    


Dm Em Am (x2)

    Dm           Em              Am
The rise and the fall upon small mountain
    Dm           Em     Am
Was fair not for all in need
    Dm        Em        Am
And I with my life have gone
 Dm            Em      Am
Away from this land of gold

Dm Em

Am              F
Formed from the seed
            Em               Am
Aligned for all that fortune brings
    F                    Em
And all that certain men lay
             Dm       Am
Upon it when anger is seen

       F               Em
And it reigns like the others
            Dm     Am
Giving what all it can
          F              Em
While the days count for nothing
             Dm       Am
Nothing that one understands

          F          G            Am
Upon that road I had struggled to find
          F            G          Am
A way of life that was common for all
             F           G            Am
And all that runs on the mountain was mine
         F              G         Am
A way of life that will surely be gone

Dm Em Am (x2)

Am              F
Poor lands will grow
          Em              Am
Among the weeds among the roads
    F                   Em
And all are anxious for song and dance
          Dm            Am
That will sometimes get old

       F               Em
And it reigns like the others
            Dm     Am
Giving what all it can
          F              Em
While the days count for nothing
             Dm       Am
Nothing that one understands

          F          G            Am
Upon that road I had struggled to find
          F            G          Am
A way of life that was common for all
             F           G            Am
And all that runs on the mountain was mine
         F              G         Am
A way of life that will surely be gone