F Eb
Hours of joy when I was just a boy
Bb
And never wrong I knew
F Eb
Kites of red would fly above my head
Bb
The birds would sing their song
Dm
Now something's wrong
Bb Dm
Where the Sherwood used to be
Bb Cm C F Eb Eb/D F
Neon brambles now I can see
F Eb
Fields of corn on early summer mornings
Bb
Or late afternoons
F Eb
Anytime there was a place to find
Bb
Where life seemed not so soon
Dm
Now all too soon
Bb Dm
Is this where I used to be
Bb Cm C F Eb Eb/D F
Still remembering what is me
Bb Dm
And I won't even try
Bb Dm
To find a reason why
Cm C Eb F Eb Bb F Eb Bb
I must live here just to die
Dm
Now something's wrong
Bb Dm
Where the Sherwood used to be
Bb Cm C F Eb Eb/D F Bb
Neon brambles now I can see
from Dillard & Clark: The Fantastic Expedition of Dilllard and Clark