Misc Unsigned Bands - Alistair macdonald - heading for halifax

^GLate ^Dspring the ^Gleaves have turned ^Cgreen And there's ^Gsheep on the ^Emhill side, there's ^Dbirds on the ^Dwing. ^GOver my ^Dshoulder the ^Clast time I'm ^Gseeing, The ^Dold home all ^Cweathered and ^Ggrey ^D

We ^Gtalked till ^Dthree, my ^Gfather and ^Cme, And the ^Gfiddle tunes ^Emflowed like the ^Dclear Marga-^Dree, ^G"Never for-^Dget who you ^Care,son", said ^Ghe. As I ^Dfollowed my ^Cbrothers ^Gaway. ^G

And I'm ^Emheading for ^EmHalifax to ^Emsee what's to ^Emspare, In the^D way of some^D work and if^D there's nothing^D there, It's ^EmToronto, ^Emout west, to ^EmGod only knows ^Emwhere, But there's ^Cbound to be ^Gfriends from back ^Dhome. ^D

^GOne thing I ^Dknow, wher^Gever I ^Cgo, My ^Gheart's in Cape ^EmBreton it will ^Dalways be ^Dso. When-^Gever the ^Dfiddler ^Crosins the ^Gbow, My ^Dfirst and last ^Cthoughts are of ^Ghome. ^G

And I'm ^Emheading for ^EmHalifax to ^Emsee what's to ^Emspare, In the^D way of some^D work and if^D there's nothing^D there, It's ^EmToronto, ^Emout west, to ^EmGod only knows ^Emwhere, But there's ^Cbound to be ^Gfriends from back ^Dhome. ^D

^GOne thing I ^Dknow, wher^Gever I ^Cgo, My ^Gheart's in Cape ^EmBreton it will ^Dalways be ^Dso. When-^Gever the ^Dfiddler ^Crosins the ^Gbow, My ^Dfirst and last ^Cthoughts are of ^Ghome. ^G