[ Предположительная тональность: C ] I Would be an Orchardist Capo III C F G C C F Long ere the rooster crows from out of bed I rise G C wash and comb my tousled hair and don my old disguise, Am creep into my lover's room and kiss her head goodbye, G C hit the road to make my living, live myself a lie. C F While the sun is rising I toil and I slave, G C earn enough to pay my debts and all the rest I save. Am Life is not luxurious on such a meager wage, G C but I've got a dream to calm my nerves and all my fears assuage. F C I'd like to be in a field of green D D7 G G7 surrounded by a livelihood of trees. F Am I wanna go where apples grow F G C with prairie grass and clover down below. *instrumental* C F G C C F Long ere the rooster crows from out of bed I rise, G C fix myself a breakfast, tie my boots, and go outside, Am check up on the ciderhouse and tend my growing trees, G C clean out the old chicken coop and then do as I please. F C I'd like to be in a field of green D D7 G G7 surrounded by a livelihood of trees. F Am I wanna go where apples grow F G C with prairie grass and clover down below. C F We share a pot of coffee as we watch the rising sun, G C a full day's work ahead, but it's a full day's worth of fun. Am Life is so luxur'ious when you're working towards a dream, G C and working comes so naturally when all your time is free. F C I'd like to be in a field of green D D7 G G7 surrounded by a livelihood of trees. F Am I wanna go where apples grow F G C with prairie grass and clover down below... F G C with prairie grass and clover down below. F G C,F,C