canadian ralroad trilogy. this is my first tab, for any corrections or comments. please send your emails to tschulert@yahoo.com. thank you. and also if you would like any bob dylan videos or gordon lightfoot. and or songs. feel free to ask. 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For they A Em Looked in the future and what did they see C D They saw an iron road runnin' from the sea to the sea A Em Bringin the goods to a young growin' land C D All up from the seaports and into her hands Am7 D Am7 D Look away said they across this mighty land Am7 D Am7 D From the eastern shore to the western strand A Em Bring in the workers and bring up the rails C D We've gotta lay down the tracks and tear up the trails A Em Open 'er heart let the lifeblood flow C D Gotta get on our way cause we're moving too slow A Em Bring in the workers and bring up the rails C D We've gotta lay down the tracks and tear up the trails A Em Open 'er heart let the lifeblood flow C D Gotta get on our way cause we're moving too slow C A A7addG Get on our way cause we're movin' too slow... D G A7 Behind the blue Rockies the sun is declinin' D G E A A7 The stars they come stealin' at the close of the day D G A7 D Across the wide prairie our loved ones lie sleeping D G A7sus4 D Beyond the dark oceans in a place far away D G A7 We are the navvies who work upon the railway D G E A A7 Swingin our hammers in the bright mornin' sun D G A7 Livin' on stew and drinking bad whiskey D G A7sus4 D Bendin' our old backs till the long days are done D G A7 We are the navvies who work upon the railway D G E A A7 Swingin our hammers in the bright mornin' sun D G A7 Layin' down track and buildin' the bridges D A7sus4 D Bendin' our old backs till the railroad is done... A Em So over the mountains and over the plains C D Into the muskeg and into the rain A Em Up the St. Lawrence all the way to Gaspe C D Swingin' our hammers and drawin' our pay A Em Drivin' 'em in and tyin' 'em 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 A7 A drink to the livin' a toast to the dead D Am7 D Oh the song of the future has been sung, all the battles have been won Am7 D O'er the mountain tops we stand, all the world at our command Am7 D Am7 A We have opened up this soil with our teardrops...and our toil... For there D G D Was a time in this fair land when the railroads did not run D/C#bass G G6 When the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun D G D And long before the white man and long before the wheel A C D When the green dark forest was too silent to be real A C D When the green dark forest was too silent to be real A C Cmaj7 D7 And many are the dead men...too silent... to be real