Canadian Railroad Trilogy - Gordon Lightfoot

I.

There was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run F Bb F
When the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun F Bb Csus4
Long before the white man and long before the wheel F Bb F
When the green dark forest was too silent to be real C Eb F

But time has no beginnings and history has no bounds F Bb F
And to this verdant country they came from all around F Bb Csus4
They sailed upon her waterways and they walked the forests tall F Bb F
Built the mines, the mills and factories for the good of us all F Bb Csus4

And when the young man's fancy was turning in the spring F Bb F
The railroad men grew restless to hear the hammers ring F Bb Csus4
Their minds were overflowing with the visions of their day F Bb F
With many a fortune won and lost and many a debt to pay F Bb Csus4

II.

For they looked to the future and what did they see C Gm
They saw an iron road a-running from the sea to the sea Eb F
Bringin' the goods to a young growing land C Gm
All up from the seaposts and into their hands Eb F

Bring in the workers and bring in the rails C Gm
We gotta lay down the tracks and tear up the trails Eb F
Open her heart let the lifeblood flow C Gm
Gotta get on our way 'cause we're moving too slow Eb F
Get on our way 'cause we're moving too slow Eb Csus4

III.

Behind the blue rockies the sun is declining F Bb Csus4
The stars they come stealing at the close of the day F Bb G C
Across the wide prairie our loved ones lie sleeping F Bb Csus4
Beyond the dark forest in a place far away F Bb C F
We are the navvies who work on the railway F7 Bb Csus4
Swinging our hammers in the bright balzin' sun F Bb G C
Living on stew and drinking bad whiskey F Bb Csus4
Laying down track till the long days are done F7 Bb Csus4 F
Bending our backs til the railroad is done F7 Bb Csus4 F Cm7 F Cm7

Now the song of the future has been sung Cm7 F Cm7 F
All the battles have been won Cm7 F
On the mountaintops we stand Cm7 F
All the world at our command Cm7 F
We have opened up the soil Cm7 F
With our teardrops and our toil Cm7 Csus4

There was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run F Bb F
When the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun F Bb Csus4
Long before the white man and long before the wheel F Bb F
When the green dark forest was too silent to be real C Eb F
When the green dark forest was too silent to be real F Eb F
And many are the dead men too silent to be real C Eb F