Trace Lyrics

CAPO: 3rd Fret
INTRO: G C (4x) G
First of many flowers growing close behind the wall
Flax and seed, want and need, the wonder of it all
There's a place in that garden
We've both been there, darling
I won't forget
That day we met long ago____
Woods of miles and acres, winding through the hills
Moaning of the barnyard dogs and barbed wire fences
There's a place in that countryside
You'll build a house so deep and wide
I see the stones
Fires and the thrones of long ago____
Long ago
Rooms of abandoned houses in my mind
Long ago
Back porch living suits me fine
C ~ Am
There were paints of blue and green
~ C D
I was somewhere in between
Mama rings the dinner bell, women and men
Move towards the sacred sound of a chiming metal wind
Daddy he flips a dime
How will we survive this time
INSTRUMENTAL: Am C Am C D G
And long ago
There were sharecropping farmers on the land
Long ago
All that's left are rusty nails in your hand
C ~ Am
There were walls of yellow hue
~ C D G
Yeah, I learned a thing or two
The Trace winds a 1000 ways, the Natchez drew it well
Their hallowed bones, the native ones, ours a merchant trail
There are places in that road
Where lie the seeds we sowed
And I won't forget
That day we met long ago____
Long ago____
Long ago