paroles de chanson The Coming Of The Roads - Judy Collins
Now,
that
our
mountain
is
growin'
With
people
hungry
for
wealth
How
come
it's
you
that's
a-goin'
And
I'm
left
alone
by
myself?
We
used
to
hunt
the
cool
caverns
Deep
in
our
forest
of
green
Then
came
the
road
and
the
tavern
And
you
found
a
new
love
it
seems
Once
I
had
you
and
the
wild
wood
Now,
it's
just
dusty
roads
And
I
can't
help
from
blamin'
your
goin'
On
the
coming,
the
coming
of
the
roads
Look
how
they've
cut
all
to
pieces
Our
ancient
poplar
and
oak
And
the
hillsides
are
stained
with
the
greases
That
burned
up
the
heavens
with
smoke
You
used
to
curse
the
bold
crewmen
Who
stripped
our
Earth
of
its
ore
Now,
you've
changed
and
you've
gone
over
to
them
And
you've
learned
to
love
what
you
hated
before
Once
I
thanked
God
for
my
treasure
Now,
like
rust
it
corrodes
And
I
can't
help
from
blamin'
your
goin'
On
the
coming,
the
coming
of
the
roads
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