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D G D
Dollard Marlowe doesn’t live on the Kaywood Road anymore
C A
They took him to the City to a government old age home
D G D
All of us eventually will wither and grow old
C D
Dollard Marlowe doesn’t live on the Kaywood Road anymore
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D G D
The wood pile by the back shed, the work of his withered hands
C A
Home built of local pine, when he was a young man
D G D
Now they got him in that city compound ‘til he breathes no more
C D D7
I wonder if he’d rather die along the Kaywood Road
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G C G
Last summer, Dollard shared a pot of Stag Creek country tea
D A
He poured himself a shaky cup, then one for Billy and me
G D
In leaving, we promised him we’d come again for sure
C D
But Dollard Marlowe doesn’t live on the Kaywood Road anymore
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D G D
Progress teaches all of us, we must pay its price
C A
Electric lights are practical, but a lantern sure is nice
D G D
Don’t trust your neighbour out of fear that he might get you first
C D D7
And don’t dare die until you’ve checked with the city officials first
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G C G
Dollard now is crying out for the only life he knows
D A
Cursing modern progress that took away his home
G D
But one day soon his soul will come back to that cabin door
C D
And stare upon the pavement they’ve laid on the Kaywood Road
D C D
No, Dollard Marlowe doesn’t live on that dusty road anymore
Dollard Marlowe doesn’t live on the Kaywood Road anymore
C A
They took him to the City to a government old age home
D G D
All of us eventually will wither and grow old
C D
Dollard Marlowe doesn’t live on the Kaywood Road anymore
- - -
D G D
The wood pile by the back shed, the work of his withered hands
C A
Home built of local pine, when he was a young man
D G D
Now they got him in that city compound ‘til he breathes no more
C D D7
I wonder if he’d rather die along the Kaywood Road
- - -
G C G
Last summer, Dollard shared a pot of Stag Creek country tea
D A
He poured himself a shaky cup, then one for Billy and me
G D
In leaving, we promised him we’d come again for sure
C D
But Dollard Marlowe doesn’t live on the Kaywood Road anymore
- - -
D G D
Progress teaches all of us, we must pay its price
C A
Electric lights are practical, but a lantern sure is nice
D G D
Don’t trust your neighbour out of fear that he might get you first
C D D7
And don’t dare die until you’ve checked with the city officials first
- - -
G C G
Dollard now is crying out for the only life he knows
D A
Cursing modern progress that took away his home
G D
But one day soon his soul will come back to that cabin door
C D
And stare upon the pavement they’ve laid on the Kaywood Road
D C D
No, Dollard Marlowe doesn’t live on that dusty road anymore
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