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The Old Trail

Used with permission - full lyrics  IMMHA-L232

Credit: Words & Music by Steve Gillette & Charles John Quarto. (C) 1990, Foreshadow Songs, Inc. BMI.

Used with permission of the songwriters. Visit Compass Rose Music (compassrosemusic.com). About the song: aboutthesong.com/Blog/TheOldTrail

Origin: Printed sheet with handwritten chords, 4/4 time, key of A, 'by Steve Gillette', with 'A E A' written at the top.

Lyrics sheet: courtesy of Country Roads Folk Music Camp, Mount Madonna County Park, California (about the camp)

Original scan: from John's songbook (scan to be posted on @IMMHACAL)

Chords as handwritten on the original song sheet; chord placement over the words is approximate.

A    E    A

D                          E               A
There's a new ridge road that cuts the mountain to the bone
D                              E              A
Slices through the woods like there ain't nobody home
            D                 E                       A               D
You can wheel on up to valley view and you won't ever feel the climb
A                    E           A
Ah but I take the old trail  every time

(Chorus 1)
    D                     A
The old trail  just moseys right along
                         E
Moves at the speed of a sweet love song
               Bm                  E    A                       D
And the wind through the trees carries her own wind chime
A              E           A
I take the old trail every time

D                     E        A
Lately it seems things vanish by degrees
D                                           E                A
How soon we forget  we make our treehouses out of trees
D                     E                    A              D
When  we gonna realize some reasons just don't rhyme
A              E           A
I take the old trail  every time

     D                   A
The old trail,  now may she never fade
                                           E
The one where the deer always have the right of way
          Bm                         E           A          D
How I love to watch the wintergreen  along the timberline
A              E                A
I take the old trail  every     time

E                             D            A
People in cars  let the radio do the talking
     D                              E
But I always find that I'm singing  when I'm  walking   (Chorus 1)

Karaoke file (lyrics only): IMMHA-L232.lrc