Gladys Ridge
James KeelaghanVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
>From Gladys Ridge I made my way
Across the valleys, hills and plains
Across the fields all coloured dun
Once more to Saskatchewan
Time to get back to mother land
Better a good run than a bad stand
Oh, I may never leave again,
Oh, I may never leave again,
Oh, I may never leave again,
Oh, I may never leave again.
Northward now I turn my gaze
A ribbon coloured asphalt gray
My mind returned to different days
Distances I?d travelled
The miles like an hourglass?s sand
Better a good run than a bad stand
(Chorus)
Underneath the star-filled skies
We run our course and live our lives
Lay down roots in a spinning ball
Live one life as if that?s all
Things might not work out as we had planned
Better a good run than a bad stand
(Chorus)
Gladys Ridge she rises gray
As homeward now I make my way
An icon clothed in prairie scrub
The world a wheel and I its hub
A dormant fire waiting to be fanned
Better a good run than a bad stand
(Chorus)
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Readable chord sheet for Gladys Ridge by James Keelaghan
>From G[D]ladys Ridge I made my way Acro[G]ss the valleys, h[A]ills and plains Acro[D]ss the fields all coloured dun [G]Once more to Saska[A]tchewan [Bm]Time to get b[A]ack to mother la[G]nd [Bm]Better a good r[A]un than a bad sta[G]nd [A] [D]Oh, I may n[G]ever leave aga[A]in, [D]Oh, I may n[G]ever leave agai[A]n, [D]Oh, I may ne[G]ver leave aga[A]in, [D]Oh, I may n[G]ever leave aga[A]in. Northward now I turn my gaze A ribbon coloured asphalt gray My mind returned to different days Distances I?d travelled The miles like an hourglass?s sand Better a good run than a bad stand (Chorus) Underneath the star-filled skies We run our course and live our lives Lay down roots in a spinning ball Live one life as if that?s all Things might not work out as we had planned Better a good run than a bad stand (Chorus) Gladys Ridge she rises gray As homeward now I make my way An icon clothed in prairie scrub The world a wheel and I its hub A dormant fire waiting to be fanned Better a good run than a bad stand (Chorus)