Key: D minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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on the high timber line
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The wind there is bitter,
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it cuts like a knife
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Verse 3
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But hold on, it does,
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standing its ground,
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standing as empires rise and fall down.
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When Jesus was gathering lambs to His fold,
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Interlude 1
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Verse 6
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Now the way I have lived,
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there ain't no way to tell
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When I die, if I'm going to heaven or hell
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So when I'm laid to rest,
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it would suit me just fine
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to sleep at the feet of the bristlecone
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pine.
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For as I would slowly
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return to this earth,
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Would soon start to nourish
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the roots of that tree
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the centuries turn
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A small spark of me might continue to burn
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As long as the sun does
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continue to shine
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of the bristlecone pine
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Now the way I have lived
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When I die if I'm going to heaven or hell
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it would suit me just fine
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bristlecone pine
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Yes, just to soon serve
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out eternity's time
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A sweep at the feet of the bushel combine.
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