His Hometown

	  		 

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When he was a boy, sitting in school 
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Staring out the windows at the fields he knew 
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All that he wanted was to be there too 
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Driving his tractor through the morning dew 


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Dust from the sun, mud from the rain 
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Felt like an honour to him all the same 
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It's the simplest thing, he's a self taught man 
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He loves his work because he loves the land 

  

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He can change the hills, plant the trees 
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Dig the wells, spread the seeds 
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Mow the fields, plough the streets 
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In his home town 



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When the seasons roll by, year into year 
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He's worked all his life and he's worked right here 
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The winter's go slow if the snows don't come 
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But it's soon to be summer when the tractors hum 


 
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He can change the hills, plant the trees 
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Dig the wells, spread the seeds 
        C      D           Em 
Mow the fields, plough the streets 
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In his home town 



Bridge: 
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I've seen him do things I just can't believe 
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Makes gentle giants of those big machines 
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He moves a boulder like a paper bag 
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He moves a tree like it was all he had 
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He can change the hills 


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And blessed is the soul who has truly found 
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Something to rest on while the world turns 'round 
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I think he'd say, this is how he feels 
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When the dark earth is turning underneath his wheels 



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He can change the hills, plant the trees 
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Dig the wells, spread the seeds 
        C      D           Em 
Mow the fields, plough the streets 
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In his home town 
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In his home town