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The High Countries by Caedmon's Call
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Date : 2009-11-11 22:50:54
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# This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
# song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
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Intro: n[D  Dsus  D  Dsus] (x2) n nVerse 1: n    [D       Dsus                    D            Dsus] nA bus station, in the steam from the rain n      [Bm          A        G]                       [D   Dsus] nIn this line of pale strangers, should I go or stay? n                    [D    Dsus                  D          Dsus] nThe whole field of vision, fades beneath me now n         [Bm          A              G]            nAnd the houses spread for a million miles, n               [D   Dsus] nin this gray town n nPre-Chorus: n          [Bm        Bm7           G              A] nAnd the weight of glory, if you held it in your hand n           [Bm        Bm7           G              A] nIt would pass right through you, so now's your chance n

           [Bm  Bm7  A] nWould you fall to pieces n           [Bm  Bm7  D] nWould you fall to pieces n           [Bm  Bm7  A] nWould you fall to pieces n               [D        Dsus] nIn the high countries? 


nVerse 2: n            [D      Dsus               D     Dsus] nWe are just pilgrims of the great divorce n     [Bm             A               G]                        [D] nI am witness to the light and I am captive to my own remorse n nPre-Chorus: n        [Bm        Bm7           G              A] nAnd the weight of glory, if you held it in your hand n        [Bm        Bm7           G              A] nIt would pass right through you, so now's your chance n n(Chorus)  n nBridge: n              [A          Bm             G             D] nYou drink the cup to the bottom, but it burns in your hands n    [A              Bm         G        A] nThe cup was poured out on the Maker instead n n nVerse 3: n           [D          Dsus            D     Dsus] nOut on the green plains, I am but a ghost n     [Bm       A                G]                          [D   Dsus] nBound up with all that I call mine; still the light grows n n(Chorus 2x) n
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