Chords for Stan Coster - The Old Days To Which I Belong
Tempo:
83.825 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
F
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] This next song I was working for Ferry Mead sugar mill up at Bundaberg
And there was an old man who came in from the back country been a boundary rider
All his life in a place there and in the old times if the country was hit by a drought
They kept all these old blokes on me of course the cost of running big stations in those days wasn't like it is today
They can't afford to keep them on so when the cattle prices went down and that old drought hit
they put a lot of people off including this old bloke and
He came into Bundaberg and he was working in a factory there a job that he hated
But he did it for his family and I used to meet him in the old Melbourne Hotel
And after work and have a bit of a yarn and a few beers with him
And the story that he told about himself in his life
Sort of inspired me to write this he said every weekend mate
He said I go I know where there's a little fishing place way up in the mountains
And I go up there and roll the old swag up in the ground and sort of forget the rat race
Clear the old head up for the next week [C] [G] so
This one is [C] called
The old days to which I [A] belong
[C]
All alone here tonight [G] by the campfire light from the town for the weekend.
[C] I've gone
It's so peaceful and still I [G] can't dream as I will of the old days to which I [C] belong
[F] By this clear mountain stream.
[C] I'm alone with my dreams [G] far away from the rat [C] race of town
[F] With a fish on the [C] coals and my old blanket roll [G] where I'll camp once again [C] on the ground.
I
Think of my dad [G] and the long talks we had [G] good advice that I just [C] threw away
My sisters and brothers [G] and true loving mother how I wish I could turn [C] back the days
[G] How I styled with you [C] long ago
[F] When home was so homely [C] now most homes are lonely [G] with the occupants all [C] on the go
Our workload is lightened, [G] but the pace has been heightened and the pride from our work [C] is all gone
Is a world now speed of corruption [G] and greed as the great tide of progress [C] rolls on?
[F]
I was forced into town
[C] Battle prices went down [G] and stock work.
You just [C] couldn't find
[F] Now at weekend I go to [C] this spot that I know [G] and once again find peace [C] of mind
All alone here tonight [G] by the campfire light from the town for the weekend.
[C] I've gone
It's so peaceful and still [G] I can dream as I will of the old days to which I [C] belong
[F] [C]
And there was an old man who came in from the back country been a boundary rider
All his life in a place there and in the old times if the country was hit by a drought
They kept all these old blokes on me of course the cost of running big stations in those days wasn't like it is today
They can't afford to keep them on so when the cattle prices went down and that old drought hit
they put a lot of people off including this old bloke and
He came into Bundaberg and he was working in a factory there a job that he hated
But he did it for his family and I used to meet him in the old Melbourne Hotel
And after work and have a bit of a yarn and a few beers with him
And the story that he told about himself in his life
Sort of inspired me to write this he said every weekend mate
He said I go I know where there's a little fishing place way up in the mountains
And I go up there and roll the old swag up in the ground and sort of forget the rat race
Clear the old head up for the next week [C] [G] so
This one is [C] called
The old days to which I [A] belong
[C]
All alone here tonight [G] by the campfire light from the town for the weekend.
[C] I've gone
It's so peaceful and still I [G] can't dream as I will of the old days to which I [C] belong
[F] By this clear mountain stream.
[C] I'm alone with my dreams [G] far away from the rat [C] race of town
[F] With a fish on the [C] coals and my old blanket roll [G] where I'll camp once again [C] on the ground.
I
Think of my dad [G] and the long talks we had [G] good advice that I just [C] threw away
My sisters and brothers [G] and true loving mother how I wish I could turn [C] back the days
[G] How I styled with you [C] long ago
[F] When home was so homely [C] now most homes are lonely [G] with the occupants all [C] on the go
Our workload is lightened, [G] but the pace has been heightened and the pride from our work [C] is all gone
Is a world now speed of corruption [G] and greed as the great tide of progress [C] rolls on?
[F]
I was forced into town
[C] Battle prices went down [G] and stock work.
You just [C] couldn't find
[F] Now at weekend I go to [C] this spot that I know [G] and once again find peace [C] of mind
All alone here tonight [G] by the campfire light from the town for the weekend.
[C] I've gone
It's so peaceful and still [G] I can dream as I will of the old days to which I [C] belong
[F] [C]
Key:
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[G] _ _ This next song I was working for Ferry Mead sugar mill up at Bundaberg
And there was an old man who came in from the back country been a boundary rider
All his life in a place there and in the old times if the country was hit by a drought _
They kept all these old blokes on me of course the cost of running big stations in those days wasn't like it is today
They can't afford to keep them on so when the cattle prices went down and that old drought hit
they put a lot of people off including this old bloke and
He came into Bundaberg and he was working in a factory there a job that he hated
But he did it for his family and I used to meet him in the old Melbourne Hotel
And after work and have a bit of a yarn and a few beers with him
And the story that he told about himself in his life
Sort of inspired me to write this he said every weekend mate
He said I go I know where there's a little fishing place way up in the mountains
And I go up there and roll the old swag up in the ground and sort of forget the rat race
Clear the old head up for the next week [C] [G] so
This one is [C] called
The old days to which I [A] belong
[C]
All _ _ _ _ alone here tonight [G] by the campfire light from the town for the weekend.
[C] I've gone
It's so peaceful and still I [G] can't dream as I will of the old days to which I [C] belong _
[F] By this clear mountain stream.
[C] I'm alone with my dreams [G] far away from the rat [C] race of town
[F] With a fish on the [C] coals and my old blanket roll [G] where I'll camp once again [C] on the ground. _
_ _ I
Think of my dad [G] and the long talks we had [G] good advice that I just [C] threw away
My sisters and brothers [G] and true loving mother how I wish I could turn [C] back the days
[G] How I styled with you [C] long ago
_ [F] When home was so homely [C] now most homes are lonely [G] with the occupants all [C] on the go
Our _ _ _ workload is lightened, [G] but the pace has been heightened and the pride from our work [C] is all gone
Is a world now speed of corruption [G] and greed as the great tide of progress [C] rolls on?
[F]
I was forced into town
[C] Battle prices went down [G] and stock work.
You just [C] couldn't find _
[F] Now at weekend I go to [C] this spot that I know [G] and once again find peace [C] of mind
All _ _ alone here tonight [G] by the campfire light from the town for the weekend.
[C] I've gone
_ It's so peaceful and still [G] I can dream as I will of the old days to which I [C] belong
_ [F] _ [C] _
And there was an old man who came in from the back country been a boundary rider
All his life in a place there and in the old times if the country was hit by a drought _
They kept all these old blokes on me of course the cost of running big stations in those days wasn't like it is today
They can't afford to keep them on so when the cattle prices went down and that old drought hit
they put a lot of people off including this old bloke and
He came into Bundaberg and he was working in a factory there a job that he hated
But he did it for his family and I used to meet him in the old Melbourne Hotel
And after work and have a bit of a yarn and a few beers with him
And the story that he told about himself in his life
Sort of inspired me to write this he said every weekend mate
He said I go I know where there's a little fishing place way up in the mountains
And I go up there and roll the old swag up in the ground and sort of forget the rat race
Clear the old head up for the next week [C] [G] so
This one is [C] called
The old days to which I [A] belong
[C]
All _ _ _ _ alone here tonight [G] by the campfire light from the town for the weekend.
[C] I've gone
It's so peaceful and still I [G] can't dream as I will of the old days to which I [C] belong _
[F] By this clear mountain stream.
[C] I'm alone with my dreams [G] far away from the rat [C] race of town
[F] With a fish on the [C] coals and my old blanket roll [G] where I'll camp once again [C] on the ground. _
_ _ I
Think of my dad [G] and the long talks we had [G] good advice that I just [C] threw away
My sisters and brothers [G] and true loving mother how I wish I could turn [C] back the days
[G] How I styled with you [C] long ago
_ [F] When home was so homely [C] now most homes are lonely [G] with the occupants all [C] on the go
Our _ _ _ workload is lightened, [G] but the pace has been heightened and the pride from our work [C] is all gone
Is a world now speed of corruption [G] and greed as the great tide of progress [C] rolls on?
[F]
I was forced into town
[C] Battle prices went down [G] and stock work.
You just [C] couldn't find _
[F] Now at weekend I go to [C] this spot that I know [G] and once again find peace [C] of mind
All _ _ alone here tonight [G] by the campfire light from the town for the weekend.
[C] I've gone
_ It's so peaceful and still [G] I can dream as I will of the old days to which I [C] belong
_ [F] _ [C] _