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From: ummikit0@cc.UManitoba.CA (jenny("steve")mikita)
Subject: k/keelaghan_james/gladys_ridge.crd
Date: Sat, 04 Apr 1998 16:27:53 GMT

"Gladys Ridge"
James Keelaghan
From: "Small Rebellions" (1989)
Published by Tranquilla Music (1988)
Transcribed: Jen Mikita

(Capo 3rd fret - this puts it in F major without having to play all
those pesky bar chords)
        
       D
>From Gladys Ridge I made my way
    G                A
Across the valleys, hills and plains
    D
Across the fields all coloured dun
G                 A
Once more to Saskatchewan
Bm           A               G
Time to get back to mother land
Bm             A                G   A
Better a good run than a bad stand

Chorus:
D          G             A
Oh, I may never leave again, 
D          G              A
Oh, I may never leave again, 
D           G            A
Oh, I may never leave again, 
D          G             A
Oh, I may never leave again.

Northward now I turn my gaze
A ribbon coloured asphalt gray
My mind returned to different days
Distances I’d travelled
The miles like an hourglass’s sand
Better a good run than a bad stand

(Chorus)

Underneath the star-filled skies
We run our course and live our lives
Lay down roots in a spinning ball
Live one life as if that’s all
Things might not work out as we had planned
Better a good run than a bad stand

(Chorus)

Gladys Ridge she rises gray
As homeward now I make my way
An icon clothed in prairie scrub
The world a wheel and I its hub
A dormant fire waiting to be fanned
Better a good run than a bad stand

(Chorus)