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## Play in 3/4 time Bb
[Verso 1]
F Bb My mothers and fathers, they tended the land Eb Bb F Brought forth food from the soil with the knowledge in their hands F Bb The pot hanging low over peat fire ablaze Eb Bb F Bb As its hung here for uncounted lifetimes of days
[Refrão]
Eb Bb And the fire went out in the morning so early F Eb Bb We took down the slabhraidh to take on the journey Eb Bb Gm No smoke and no singing warmed the air around Greaulainn Bb F Eb Bb As we stepped on a boat bound for Melbourne
[Verso 2]
F Bb There are papers in London that I cannot read Eb Bb F Saying the land I was born on belongs not to me F Bb At the will of Captain Fraser they moved us aside Eb Bb F Bb Moved us outwards then upwards then away with the tide
[Refrão]
Eb Bb And the fire went out in the morning so early F Eb Bb We took down the slabhraidh to take on the journey Eb Bb Gm No smoke and no singing warmed the air around Greaulainn Bb F Eb Bb As we stepped on a boat bound for Melbourne
[Verso 3]
F Bb A new life was born and a young life was taken Eb Bb F On the boat to Victoria, storm-tossed and shaken F Bb This land of promise where the sun burns our eyes Eb Bb F Bb This land of bright futures, endless and dry
[Ponte]
Cm Eb And the government told us if we cleared all the trees Bb F Brought in horses and cattle to keep back the weeds Cm Eb Planted regular fields with familiar seeds Bb F They would give us the land to do with as we pleased Cm Eb But the seasons were strange and the crops turned to dust Bb F And the slabhraidh lay fallow and riddled with rust Gm Bb Eb And we dreamed of green pastures and a sky we could trust Bb F Eb Bb Oh how far can a crow fly from Greaulainn
[Verso 4]
F Bb Now the papers in London that Ill never see Eb Bb F Say these Wadawurrung fields belong now to me F Bb Theres space for my children, they will call it their own Eb Bb F But not far beneath the surface this isnt my home
[Refrão]
Eb Bb And the fire went out in the morning so early F Eb Bb We took down the slabhraidh to take on the journey Eb Bb Gm No smoke and no singing warmed the air around Greaulainn Bb F Eb Bb As we stepped on a boat bound for Melbourne
Enviado por: Gustavo Silva
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