Tom: Em Em G The time I think most clearly C The time I drift away Em G Is on the busride that meanders C Up these valleys of green and grey Em G I get to think about what might have been C And what may yet come true Em G And I get to pass these rainy miles C Thinking of you C And all the while, all the while Bm I still hear that call C From the land of gold and poison Bm That beckons to us all Em G Nothing changes here very much C You used to say it never will Em G The pubs are all full on friday nights C And things get started still Em G You spend hours last week with Billy-boy C Bleeding, yeah queueing in casualty Em G Stare at those posters we used to laugh at C In heaven neverland, palmtrees by the sea C There was no need for these guys to hurt him so bad Bm When all they had to do was knock him down C But noone asks too many questions, not anymore Bm Since you left this town Refrão: G D And tomorrow brings another train Bm C Another young brave steals away G D But you're the one I remember Bm C Em From these valleys of the green and the grey Em G You used to talk about winners and losers all the time C As if that was all there was Em G As if we were not of the same blood family C As if we live by different laws Em G Do you owe so much less to these rain swept hills C Than you owe to your good self Em G Is it true that the world has always got to be C Something that seems to happen somewhere else C Oh, for god sake why don't you realize Bm That I still hear that call C Do you think you're so brave to just start running Bm To that which beckons to us all Ponte: G D Oooh, not for one second did you look behind you Bm C When you were walking away G D Never once did you wish any of us well Bm C Those who had chosen to stay G D And if that's what it takes to make it Bm C In the place where you live today G D Then I guess you'll never read these letters that I've sent Bm C From the valleys of the green and the grey Am Bm Em Valleys of the green and the grey