Withered and Died Richard Thompson
WITHERED AND DIED
Richard Thompson
[C]This cruel country has [F]driven me down
[G]Teased me and [C]lied, [F]teased me and [G]lied
[C]I've only sad stories to [F]tell to this town
[G]My dreams have withered and d[C]ied
[F]Once I was bending the [C]tops of the [Dm]trees
[C]Kind words in my [Dm]ear, kind [Am]faces to [G]see
Then I struck up with a boy from the West,
Played run and hide, played run and hide.
Count one to ten and he's gone with the rest
My dreams have withered and died
Silver moon sail up and silver moon shine
On the waters so wide, waters so wide
Steal from the bed of some good friend of mine
My dreams have withered and died
If I was a butterfly lived for a day
Then I could be free just blowing away
This cruel country has driven me down
Teased me and lied, teased me and lied
I've only sad stories to tell to this town
My dreams have withered and dies
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