Tom: G
G D C D G
I rode the boundries of our place, for the very last time
G D C
I was leaving for Sydney on the mail train,
D G D C D
I'd made up my mind.
Em D C D G D C D
Dad died in June I'd never seen my mother so frail,
Am C
Three months later we had to put,
D G
The family farm up for sale.
There was a five gallon mail box on a post by the road,
C D
Where I turn up the valley, and wind my way home.
Em D C
I could see mum and dad arm in arm,
D G
In my memories of the Family Farm.
G D C D G
No horses, no valleys, no crossings, no Hinterland streams
G D C
Just a heart full of song, a guitar,
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And a swag full of dreams.
Em D C D G
In my dark little room i'd scratch out my letters to mum,
Am C D G
And apart of me drifted back north, with every single one.
There was a five gallon mail box on a post by the road,
C D
Where I turn up the valley, and wind my way home.
Em D C
I could see mum and dad arm in arm,
D G
In my memories of the Family Farm.
G D C D G
We laid mum to rest next to dad, the year the farm was sold.
G D C D G
months turned to years as i followed the call of the road
Em D C D G
I was just passing through as i saw, that real estate sign
Am C D G
That very day i put my name on what had always been mine.
There was a five gallon mail box on a post by the road,
C D
Where I turn up the valley, and wind my way home.
Em D C
I could see mum and dad arm in arm,
D G
In my memories of the Family Farm.
Em D C
I could see mum and dad arm in arm,
D G
In my memories of the Family Farm.
