key of g or a your choice. when the wagons leave the city for the forest and further on. painted wagons of the morning, dusty roads where they have gone.
When I hear that big black whistle they blow. I feel inside it's time for me to be going. Fortunately baby, I'd already gone before. . When they say, I'm worth ten pieces of coal.
When the wagons leave the city. For the forest, and further on. Painted wagons of the morning. Dusty roads where they have gone. Sometimes traveling through the darkness.