Lund Corb, There Are No Roads Here Tabs

Tuning Standard

Intro (I think it's pretty accurate, otherwise, you get the idea)

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Chorus:


Dm
There are no roads here

There are no signposts
           C                  Dm
To guide a man thru this dark land
Dm
There are no roads here

There is no history
           Am                Dm 
No written law to stay one's hand

Pre-verse: (I can' figure out this part, but this is the best I can figure out)

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Verse:

Dm                                           C               Dm
Well there's a growed over wagon trail that's headed for the west
Dm                                                Am                Dm
There's a tipi ring out to Purple Springs if your ponies need their rest
Am                                        C               Dm
There's a shepherd out in Vauxhall in the coulees who may know
Dm                                                 C           Dm
But the sheep shack's old and leaning and that was sixty years ago


Chorus:


Dm
There are no roads here

There are no signposts
           C                  Dm
To guide a man thru this dark land
Dm
There are no roads here

There is no history
           Am                Dm 
No written law to stay one's hand



Pre-Verse:

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Verse:

Dm                                                      C         Dm
Well, I see handcarts pulled by desperate settlers bent under the yoke
Dm                                            Am                Dm
Fleeing lives of certain serfdom for this new faith of which he spoke
Am                                C            Dm
Trekking 'cross the desert with a few intrepid Danes
Dm                                                  C             Dm
There's times I still think I can feel the blood of Vikings in my veins


Little Solo:


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Pre-Verse:



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Verse:


Dm                                                    C                   Dm 
I hear "Strawberry Roan" and there's bison bones been bleached out in the sun
Dm                                   Am             Dm
South of Raymond, whiskey trade, the antelope still run
Am                           C                Dm
Hidden family reasons at the edge of consciousness
Dm                                    C               Dm
Silhouettes of grazing cattle on that olde Milk River Ridge


Chorus(x2):


Dm
There are no roads here

There are no signposts
           C                  Dm
To guide a man thru this dark land
Dm
There are no roads here

There is no history
           Am                Dm 
No written law to stay one's hand



	      Am                 
...No written law to stay one's hand


Ending:

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