Hợp âm Only Our Rivers Run Free – Mickey MacConnel
[C]When apples still g[G]row in Nov[C]ember [C]
When [F]blossoms still [C]bloom from each [G]tree [G]
When [F]leaves are still [F]green in De[C]cember [Am]
It’s [G]then that our [G]land will be [Am]free [Am]
I [F]wander her [F]hills and her [C]valleys [Am]
And [F]still, through my [F]sorrow, I [Em]see [Em]
A [F]land that has [F]never know [C]freedom [Am]
And [G]only her [G]rivers run [Am]free [Am]
I [C]drink to the [G]death of her [C]manhood [C]
Those [F]men, who’d [C]rather have [G]died [G]
Than to [F]live in the [F]cold chains of [C]bondage [Am]
To [G]bring back their [G]rights, were [Am]denied [Am]
Oh [F]where are you [F]now when we [C]need you [Am]
What [F]burns where the [F]flame used to [Em]be [Em]
Are you [F]gone, like the [F]snows of last [C]winter [Am]
And will [G]only our [G]rivers run [Am]free [Am]
How [C]sweet is [G]life, but we’re [C]crying [C]
How [F]mellow the [C]wine, but we’re [G]dry [G]
How [F]fragrant the [F]rose, but it’s [C]dying [Am]
How [G]gentle the [G]wind, but it [Am]sighs [Am]
[F]What good is in yo[F]uth when it’s [C]ageing [Am]
What [F]joy is in [F]eyes that can’t [Em]see [Em]
When there’s [F]sorrow in [F]sunshine and [C]flowers [Am]
And still [G]only our [G]rivers run [Am]free