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ALL THE TIMES YOU'RE GONE (Utah Phillips) I look to see the wild flowers bloomin' And wonder why they seem so plain. The springtime rides the brown hills over Young birds sing in a silver rain. CHORUS: I think of you as the night rolls by You're on my mind the whole day through Far away in a lonesome city All the times you're gone, I think of you. And when my world is turned to sunlight And the dust clouds stand in a summer sky I number all the climbin' roses Watch to see the milkweed fly. CHORUS And when I hear the south wind moanin' Like an angels voice from a far off shore My days slip by like light snow fallin' Or the dry brown leaves blown by my door. CHORUS (twice) Copyright Bruce Philips @country @love filename[ ALLTIMES DS  8note Sheet |
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