Redwood Hill
Gordon Lightfoot
|_ _ _ |_ _ _ |__ |_ _ d4,0 e6,0 gb6,2 | I climbed___ the Redwood Hill__ 'Twas on___ a rai_-ny day__ To rise___ above the throng__ And talk with Mother Nature for a while_ She told___ me of her love_ For the chil__ -dren in her trust__ And of___ her grave concern__ For the likes_ of you and me and us_ Cry___ -ing though_ she was___ She did speak___ these tender words___ "The things___ that I_ am_ I could not_ change_ for any man"_ I tried___ to comfort her__ Ah but she___ would not be still_ And how___ the rain did fall__ As I found my way back down the Redwood Hill_ |_ _ _ |_ _ _ |_ _ _ |_ _ b5,2 a5,0 | |_ _ _ |_ _ _ |__ |_ _ _ | Cry___ -ing though_ she was___ She did speak___ these tender words___ "The things___ that I_ am_ I would not_ change_ for any_ man"_ I tried___ to comfort her__ Ah but she___ would not be still_ I'll not___ forget that day__ When Mother Nature cried on Redwood Hill_ I'll not___ forget that day__ When Mother Nature cried on Redwood Hill___ |_ _ _ |_ _ _ |__ |_ _ _
