Canadian Railroad Trilogy
by Gordon Lightfoot
(Tunelist)

D                   G                       D
There was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run
         Dmaj7         G               A
When the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun
D               G             D
Long before the white man and long before the wheel
         D          A              C            D      Am  D  Am  D
When the green dark forest was too silent to be real

But time has no beginnings and the history has no bounds
As to this verdant country they came from all around
They sailed upon her waterways and they walked the forests tall
Built the mines, the mills and the factories for the good of us all

And when the young man's fancy had turned into the spring
The railroad men grew restless for to hear the hammers ring
Their minds were overflowing with the visions of their day
With many a fortune won and lost and many a debt to pay

         A                        Em
For they looked in the future and what did they see
            C                          D
They saw an iron road running from the sea to the sea
A                       Em
Bringing the goods to a young growing land
    C                        D
All up from the seaports and into their hands
       C       D      C                D
Look away said they across this mighty land
         C       D            C       D
From the eastern shore to the western strand

{X2
Bring in the workers and bring up the rails
We gotta lay down the tracks and tear up the trails
Open her heart let the life blood flow
Gotta get on our way 'cause we're moving too slow}
C                           A                (fadeout A)
Get on our way 'cause we're moving too slow

  D                    F#m     G        A
Behind the blue Rockies the sun is declining
    D               G               E            A   A7
The stars they come stealing at the close of the day
D               D7          G              A
Across the wide prairie our loved ones lie sleeping
D               G                 A    D
Beyond the dark oceans in a place far away

 
 D7                      G                 A
We are the navvies who work upon the railway
D            G              E              A   A7
Swinging our hammers in the bright blazing sun
D         D7       G            A
Living on stew and drinking bad whiskey
D                      G            A        D
Bending our old backs til the long days are done
Am / D / Am / D

 D7                      G                 A
We are the navvies who work upon the railway
D            G              E              A   A7
Swinging our hammers in the bright blazing sun
D         D7       G            A
Layin' down track and buildin' the bridges
D                      G            A        D
Bending our old backs til the long days are done
Am / D / Am / D

     A                                 Em
So over the mountains and over the plains
C         C7               D
Into the muskeg and into the rain
A                           Em
Up the St. Lawrence all the way to Gaspe
C                        D
Swinging our hammers and drawing our pay
A                  Em
Drivin' 'em in and tying them down
 C                        D
Away to the bunkhouse and into the town
  A                  Em
A dollar a day and a place for my head
  C                      A
A drink to the living, a toast to the dead

       D           Am              D
Oh the song of the future has been sung
        Am                D
All the battles have been won
       Am               D
On the mountain tops we stand
        Am           D
All the world at our command
        Am            D
We have opened up her soil
             Am (hit once!)         A
With our teardrops...       and our toil

          D             G                       D
For there was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run
         Dmaj7         G               A
When the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun
D               G             D
Long before the white man and long before the wheel
         D          A              C            D
When the green dark forest was too silent to be real
         D          A              C            D
When the green dark forest was too silent to be real
    D            A (let ring... pause)
And many are the dead men…
    C     Cmaj7         D      Am D   Am D
too silent...     to be real

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