Transcribed by Tyler Peterson Intro E , C#min, A , C#min, A , E A E I was born in these woods, and these hills are my home A E And the fields will be ready when the spring time comes C#min A E But I'm just here for a little while A E And I'm just here for a little while B5 C#5 A Like a tree by the river I'm holding on E A E A But everything get gone E A7 E But everything get gone E C#min A E A E On a gravel road, bout a mile down A E There's and old farm house with a fence around A E The windows are broken the roof is falling in A E Its never going to be a home again B5 C#5 A Like shutters in the wind I'm holding on E A E A But everything gets gone E A7 E But everything gets gone E C#min A E A E These grave stones are the ones that were here before A E They're never going to live or love anymore A E Were just here for a little while A E Were just here for a little while B5 C#5 A Like a deathbed man that cant hold on E A7 E Everything gets gone E A7 E Everything gets gone E A7 E Everything gets gone E A7 E Everything gets gone E C#min A E