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From: ummikit0@cc.UManitoba.CA (jenny("steve")mikita)
Subject: k/keelaghan_james/gladys_ridge.crd
Date: Sat, 04 Apr 1998 16:27:53 GMT
"Gladys Ridge"
James Keelaghan
From: "Small Rebellions" (1989)
Published by Tranquilla Music (1988)
Transcribed: Jen Mikita
(Capo 3rd fret - this puts it in F major without having to play all
those pesky bar chords)
D
>From Gladys Ridge I made my way
G A
Across the valleys, hills and plains
D
Across the fields all coloured dun
G A
Once more to Saskatchewan
Bm A G
Time to get back to mother land
Bm A G A
Better a good run than a bad stand
Chorus:
D G A
Oh, I may never leave again,
D G A
Oh, I may never leave again,
D G A
Oh, I may never leave again,
D G A
Oh, I may never leave again.
Northward now I turn my gaze
A ribbon coloured asphalt gray
My mind returned to different days
Distances I?d travelled
The miles like an hourglass?s sand
Better a good run than a bad stand
(Chorus)
Underneath the star-filled skies
We run our course and live our lives
Lay down roots in a spinning ball
Live one life as if that?s all
Things might not work out as we had planned
Better a good run than a bad stand
(Chorus)
Gladys Ridge she rises gray
As homeward now I make my way
An icon clothed in prairie scrub
The world a wheel and I its hub
A dormant fire waiting to be fanned
Better a good run than a bad stand
(Chorus)
