Thirty Years of Farming chords by Fred Eaglesmith
Verse 1
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There's a little white note
on a gate by the road
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That a man put up yesterday
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And when we saw it we all ran out
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Just to see what it had to say
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And when we read it our
eyes filled with tears
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And they fell to the cold hard clay
Something 'bout a mortgage
Something 'bout foreclosure
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Something 'bout failing to pay
Verse 2
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Oh, and on the post by the
general store
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They've put up a little sign
An auction sale, day after tomorrow
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D
At the end of the Lincoln Line
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Thirty years of farming
Thirty years of heartache
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Thirty years of day to day
Oh, my Daddy stopped talking
The day the farm was auctioned
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There was nothing left to say
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Verse 3
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Oh, my mama's tears fell freely down
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As she walked amongst the
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flowers in the yard
And every number the auctioneer called
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Am
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Was like a blow to her precious heart
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And every number the auctioneer called
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Meant another thing was sold that day
'Til everything was auctioned
And we stood there watching
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As they loaded it and drove it away
Verse 4
G
Oh, and on the post by the
general store
C
G
They've put up a little sign
An auction sale, day after tomorrow
A
D
At the end of the Lincoln Line
G
Thirty years of farming
Thirty years of heartache
C
G
Thirty years of day to day
Oh, my daddy stopped talking
The day the farm was auctioned
D
There was nothing left to say
G
Interlude 1
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Verse 5
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At the day's first dawning
We awoke this morning
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There was nothing for us to do
Nothing in the granary
No hay in the mow
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D
No cattle, no tractor, no tools
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So we loaded up the car
With the clothes that we wore
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And the few things we managed to save
Mama read from The Book
We took one last look
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And then we drove away
Verse 6
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Oh, and on the post by the
general store
C
G
They've put up a little sign
An auction sale day after tomorrow
A
D
At the end of the Lincoln Line
G
Thirty years of farming
Thirty years of heartache
C
G
Thirty years of day to day
Oh, my Daddy stopped talking
The day the farm was auctioned
D
G
There was nothing left to say
Verse 7
G
Oh, my daddy stopped talking
The day the farm was auctioned
G
D
There was nothing left to say
Thirty Years of Farming
Fred Eaglesmith
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