Capo 1
(verse 1)
                                                                                      
G                        D                      C       G C G
When you close your eyes there?s a frightened pride that lives for you

Am                 D               Am     C          D  C D
That your mothers life and your father?s eyes can?t hide.

     G                   D               C         G  C G
You had no choice didn?t ask the dice to fall for you

Am                 D           Am      C             D  C D
Still your courage comes like thunder through the skies

(Chorus 1)

        D          G  D C D                   G D  C D   
You?re always the winner, the victor and the giver
                                                     
G D  Am       C         G   D 
Somewhere through that winter, you will not grow old


(verse 2)
         G                 D                   C         G CG               
So you carry time down the tortured line where mysteries show

      Am    D          Am       C          D  C D
Well hidden from lifes learned and life?s wise

       G               D               C    G  C G
Man?s useless ways and worthless conversations
 
   Am        D       Am        C        D  C           
Lie well exposed and humbled in your smile


(Chorus 2)
        D          G  D C    D                G D   C D
You?re always the winner, the victor and the giver

        D               G D  Am     C           D    C                 
Somewhere through that winter, you?ll never be alone

    D             G D   C   D               G D  C D
For evermore the winner, the taker and the giver

                         G D   Am       C         G  D         
Somewhere through that winter, you will not grow old.


(Bridge)
      Am                                    G
Still you run out in the morning, with the boys and girls
   C                        G
A miracle of innocence on a head of curls
      Am                  G
We?ll search every reason wherever we roam
     Am                          D
To find a place for these broken hearts and bones
   C                       G                   Am       G
We?ll keep a fire on the hillside, after the summer?s gone
          Am                C                   G    D      
And we?ll wait her for the war-wounded to come home.


(Chorus 3)
        D          G D  C  D                 G D   C D
You?re always the winner, the victor and the giver

                        G D  Am      C          D    C
Somewhere through that winter, you?ll never be alone

   D               G D  C D                G D   C D
For evermore the winner, the taker and the giver

                        G D  Am       C          G                        
Somewhere through that winter, you will not grow old.