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Canadian Railroad Trilogy
Canadian Railroad Trilogy

[ capo on 3rd fret ]

D                        G                  D  
There was a time in this fair land when the railroads did not run
         D             G                G6
When the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun
    D               G             D
And long before the white man and long before the wheel
                    A              C            D    Am7 D Am7 D
When the green dark forest was too silent to be real


D                 G            D              
But time has no beginnings and history has no bounds
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As to this verdant country they came from all around
     D               G                  D
They sailed upon her waterways and they walked the forests tall
                                      A                 C          D Am7 D Am7 
And built the mines the mills and the factories for the good of us all


D                         G        D
And when the young man's fancy was turning in the spring
    D                 G               G6
The railroad men grew restless for to hear the hammers ring
      D              G                D
Their minds were overflowing with the visions of the day
                    A                C              D
With many a fortune won and lost and many a debt to pay... For they


A                        Em
Looked in the future and what did they see
            C                          D
They saw an iron road runnin' from the sea to the sea
A                      Em
Bringin the goods to a young growin' land
    C                        D
All up from the seaports and into her hands


      Am7      D     Am7               D
Look away said they across this mighty land
         Am7     D            Am7     D
From the eastern shore to the western strand


A                        Em
Bring in the workers and bring up the rails 
            C                       D
We've gotta lay down the tracks and tear up the trails
A                      Em
Open 'er heart let the lifeblood flow
      C                          D
Gotta get on our way cause we're moving too slow


A                        Em
Bring in the workers and bring up the rails 
            C                       D
We've gotta lay down the tracks and tear up the trails
A                      Em
Open 'er heart let the lifeblood flow
      C                          D
Gotta get on our way cause we're moving too slow
C                          A                     A7addG
Get on our way cause we're movin' too slow


  D                         G        A7
Behind the blue Rockies the sun is declinin'
    D               G               E            A   A7    
The stars they come stealin' at the close of the day
D                           G              A7         D
Across the wide prairie our loved ones lie sleeping
D               G                A7sus4 D
Beyond the dark oceans in a place far away


D                      G             A7
We are the navies who work upon the railway 
D           G              E              A   A7    
Swingin our hammers in the bright blazin' sun
D                  G            A7
Livin' on stew and drinking bad whiskey
D           G                  A7sus4        D
Bendin' our old backs till the long days are done


D                      G             A7
We are the navies who work upon the railway 
D           G              E              A   A7
Swingin our hammers in the bright blazin' sun
D                     G            A7
Layin' down track and buildin' the bridges
D                               A7sus4      D
Bendin' our old backs till the railroad is done


   A                      Em
So over the mountains and over the plains
C                   D
Into the muskeg and into the rain
A                           Em
Up the St. Lawrence all the way to Gaspe
C                        D
Swingin' our hammers and drawin' our pay


A                  Em
Drivin' 'em in and tyin' 'em down
 C                        D
Away to the bunkhouse and into the town
  A                  Em
A dollar a day and a place for my head
  C                     A                  A7
A drink to the livin' a toast to the dead


       D           Am7                                             D
Oh the song of the future has been sung, all the battles have been won 
         Am7                                             D
O'er the mountain tops we stand, all the world at our command
        Am7            D             Am7                 A
We have opened up this soil with our teardrops...and our toil...  For there


D                  G                  D  
Was a time in this fair land when the railroads did not run
         D             G                G6
When the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun
    D               G             D
And long before the white man and long before the wheel
                    A              C            D      
When the green dark forest was too silent to be real
                    A              C            D      
When the green dark forest was too silent to be real
                  A     [n/c]       C     Cmaj7          D7
And many are the dead men     too silent...      to be real