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It sounds good, this is a beautiful forgotten song of the marvellous Jim Croce. 
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CAPO 2

G (320003@1)                       D (xx0232@1)         G (320003@1)               CThe (x32010@1)railroads and the riverboats that bred the mighty man
        G (320003@1)               D (xx0232@1)             C (x32010@1)                   D (xx0232@1)                  
That we read about and we dream about, the men who built this land
        G (320003@1)               D (xx0232@1)            G (320003@1)                     DAnd (xx0232@1)the farmers and the lumbermen and the men who worked the mills
        G (320003@1)               D (xx0232@1)       C (x32010@1)                  DAnd (xx0232@1)the poor hard working miners who died inside the hills

G (320003@1)                          CWhile (x32010@1)the rivers that flow are the blood of our land
                          D (xx0232@1)                             GAnd (320003@1)the trucks they keep rumbling on the great concrete band
                       G (320003@1)                            CAnd (x32010@1)the railroads keep pushing to be all they once were
              D (xx0232@1)                              G (320003@1)    
And nature is calling, no one's listening to her

G (320003@1)                       D (xx0232@1)    G (320003@1)                 CAnd (x32010@1)the immigrants by the boat load in a dozen different tones
         G (320003@1)                D (xx0232@1)            C (x32010@1)                GSang (320003@1)of freedom in the new land, climbed the ladder rung by rung
        G (320003@1)             D (xx0232@1)              G (320003@1)               CSome (x32010@1)to Boston, some to Pittsburgh, Philadelphia and St. Paul
            G (320003@1)             D (xx0232@1)        C (x32010@1)                   GAnd (320003@1)the old ways led to new days, they were welcome one and all



G (320003@1)                          CWhile (x32010@1)the rivers that flow are the blood of our land
                          D (xx0232@1)                             GAnd (320003@1)the trucks they keep rumbling on the great concrete band
                       G (320003@1)                            CAnd (x32010@1)the railroads keep pushing to be all they once were
              D (xx0232@1)                              G (320003@1)    
And nature is calling, no one's listening to her

G (320003@1)              D (xx0232@1)               G (320003@1)                 CWith (x32010@1)the railroads and the riverboats and the bread lines far behind
         G (320003@1)           D (xx0232@1)          C (x32010@1)                 GAnd (320003@1)the days we sang together, long gone but still in mind
         G (320003@1)          D (xx0232@1)               G (320003@1)                 CAnd (x32010@1)the men who came before us, men who brought us to today
         G (320003@1)         D (xx0232@1)             C (x32010@1)                GAnd (320003@1)the story still unravels from the dreams of yesterday



G (320003@1)                          CWhile (x32010@1)the rivers that flow are the blood of our land
                          D (xx0232@1)                             GAnd (320003@1)the trucks they keep rumbling on the great concrete band
                       G (320003@1)                            CAnd (x32010@1)the railroads keep pushing to be all they once were
              D (xx0232@1)                              G (320003@1)    
And nature is calling, no one's listening to her
              D (xx0232@1)                              G (320003@1)    
And nature is calling, no one's listening to her