C F
Well a robin flew by my window
C G
I thought it just might be you
C
Judging from the colour of its breast
F
And the sound of its song
C G C
But I'm just thinking of you
Cos you're in sunny California
The fertile land John Steinbeck wrote,
But when I came not a single fertile patch
Could be spared for you and me
F G C
You see I wanted to love you baby
C G
But neither you nor I'd been loved before
C F
I thought I could change the world if I just held you high enough
C G C
The truth is I couldn't hold you up at all
Am G F
I couldn't hold you up
Am G C
I couldn't hold you up
G C
And I sure ain't gonna hold you down
C
Well I'm leaving
F
Walking back home
C G
I don't care if it takes years or more
C F
But as I walk through the hills of Kentucky
C G
The leaves begin to turn red
Am G F
And I think of you
Am G C
Yes, I think of you
G C
The prettiest tree on the mountain.
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