Gladys ridge — Keelaghan James

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From: [email protected] (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)

>From Gladys Ridge I made my way Across the valleys, hills and plains Across the fields all coloured dun Once more to Saskatchewan Time to get back to mother land Better a good run than a bad stand

Chorus

Oh, I may never leave again, Oh, I may never leave again, Oh, I may never leave again, 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

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

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