LAND OF THE OLD AND GREY

(Em) I am a (D) man of this (Em) land
Thirty (D) long years or (Em) more
I have worked the (D) Mallerstang fells
(Em) Never (D) asked for (Em) more

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(G) Young folks keep (C) mo-ving a- (D) way
(G) Who can (C) get them to (D) stay
There's (Em) money and there's jobs in the (D) wool towns of the valleys
(Em) This is the (D) land of the old and (Em) grey

I have been a leadminer
Over the Swaledale way
The clothes on our back,they never get dry
Freezing on a winter's day

I have seen the colours of this land
Thirty long years or more
Many men drifting to the mines of Durham
To the Bradford factory floor

Working on the Carlisle railway
Mending broken track
There's snow on the fells and it's raining in the valleys
Muscles aching in my back


Words and Music by Mike Donald
Printed in The Jolly Herring (77 songs of Folk and Pop)