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Artist - Harvey Andrews
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Song - Anon
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Tabbed By - Ayreon77
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Tuning = Standard
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CAPO 1st FD T
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INTRO
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G F C Cm G
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VERSE 1
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F
There's no name on the stone I sleep under today
C Cm G
There's no book that can tell of my time
F
But you know me so well when you sing roundelay
C Cm G
For you're singing my tune and my rhyme
D G
I am Anon, you know me that way
C G
I had something to say about life in my day
D G
So I made a song and somewhere the sound of it
C G
Goes round and round, to be lost and then found
D
And that is the way that life is
That is the way it is with songs
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VERSE 2
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G F
It was in the alehouse, I would sing with the rest
C Cm G
Then I made up a tune of my own
F
And a full harvest moon put the words in my head
C Cm G
As I trudged 'cross the fields to my home
D G
When I sang it next day, my friends asked me how
C G
Did I find my own song in the blade of my plough
D G
So I asked in return how the stonemason saw
C G
A sweet face in the stone on the old quarry floor
D
They asked, “Is that the way that it is?”
I said, “That is the way it is for me”
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VERSE 3
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G F
So they learned every word and they sang every note
C Cm G
Till my song was a work of renown
F
And within a six month I heard boys from the school
C Cm G
Whistling my tune in the town
D G
And I smiled when I heard what came out of the sky
C G
Coming now from a child as he quickly ran by
D G
Would it pass from that child, when as father he'd sing
C G
To a child of his own? Who'd believe such a thing
D
But that is the way that life is
That is the way it is with time
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VERSE 4
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G F
It was twenty years gone, when our parson came home
C Cm G
From a journey he'd made far away
F
He shook my hand hard, said the inn where he'd stayed
C Cm G
Had some men who sang there every day
D G
And he'd listened with joy, as one with a bow
C G
Sang the song that I'd found in the blade of my plough
D G
So he told them my name, but they said that my song
C G
Was as old as the hills, and our parson was wrong
D
I asked, "Is that the way that life is?"
He said, "That is the way it is, my son"
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VERSE 5
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G F
So I worked and ploughed till my bones bowed and bent
C Cm G
I made up no more verses to sing
F
And it seemed that my life had been wasted and spent
C Cm G
On the curses my hard day would bring
D G
Soon death came to call with a voice that cried "Now!"
C G
And the song that I'd found in the blade of my plough
D G
Leaped from my heart as I journeyed on
C G
And I knew it would live, even though I was gone
D
And that is the way that it is
That is the way it is for us all
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VERSE 6
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G F
There's no names on the stones we sleep under today
C Cm G
There's no books that can tell of our time
F
But you know us so well when you sing roundelay
C Cm G
For you're singing our tunes and our rhymes
D G
We are Anon, you know us that way
C G
We had something to say about life in our day
D G
So we made our songs and somewhere the sound of them
C G
Goes round and round, to be lost and then found
D
And that is the way that life is
That is the way it is with songs
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OUTRO
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G F C Cm G
