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CEDARS OF LEBANON
VERSE 1
G
A long way from Pharoah's hand,
D C G
and a quick step from the Promised Land,
G
a quick step from Palestine,
D C G
and a heartbeat from this heart of mine:
C B
Rock-fall at the Wailing Wall,
D G
and the temple-keepers fly
C
to where Time machines
B
those great, green trees
D G
to a holy timber-land.
CHORUS
G C G
I was raised in the shade
D D7
of the Cedars of Lebanon,
G C G
and I've bathed in the bay
D Am
where sailors burned the sand,
D Am
then gave the glass to man
D G
and all his kind;
D Am
past the sight of land,
D Am
they rode on ships to Spain
D G
for what they'd find.
VERSE 2
G
Big towns, and your hearts are down,
D C G
Dand your eyes burn-your heels get round.
G
Smoke's up, and the sky turns brown-
D C G
there's a place you know, where your fancy grounds.
D Am
No dreams on silver screens,
D Am
they've found a place to hide:
D Am
the Holy Land of gods and man
D G
is where your spirit flies.
CHORUS
G C G
I was raised in the shade
D D7
of the Cedars of Lebanon,
G C G
and I've bathed in the bay
D Am
where sailors burned the sand,
D Am
then gave the glass to man
D G
and all his kind;
D Am
past the sight of land,
D Am
they rode on ships to Spain
D G
for what they'd find.
VERSE 1
G
A long way from Pharoah's hand,
D C G
and a quick step from the Promised Land,
G
a quick step from Palestine,
D C G
and a heartbeat from this heart of mine:
C B
Rock-fall at the Wailing Wall,
D G
and the temple-keepers fly
C
to where Time machines
B
those great, green trees
D G
to a holy timber-land.
CHORUS
G C G
I was raised in the shade
D D7
of the Cedars of Lebanon,
G C G
and I've bathed in the bay
D Am
where sailors burned the sand,
D Am
then gave the glass to man
D G
and all his kind;
D Am
past the sight of land,
D Am
they rode on ships to Spain
D G
for what they'd find.
VERSE 2
G
Big towns, and your hearts are down,
D C G
Dand your eyes burn-your heels get round.
G
Smoke's up, and the sky turns brown-
D C G
there's a place you know, where your fancy grounds.
D Am
No dreams on silver screens,
D Am
they've found a place to hide:
D Am
the Holy Land of gods and man
D G
is where your spirit flies.
CHORUS
G C G
I was raised in the shade
D D7
of the Cedars of Lebanon,
G C G
and I've bathed in the bay
D Am
where sailors burned the sand,
D Am
then gave the glass to man
D G
and all his kind;
D Am
past the sight of land,
D Am
they rode on ships to Spain
D G
for what they'd find.
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