Telluride chords

Kate Wolf

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Intro: G  D  Am  G  Am  C  Am  D  C  G  B7  Em  Am  F  D 

      G          D         Am        G 
On my way to the Telluride sawmill today 
  Am            C                Am         D 
I thought of an old friend who'd long gone away 
C          G                  B7          Em 
He took to travelling when he turned seventeen 
    Am          F             D  
And I stayed at home with the family 


  G            D             Am          G 
A collector of dreams was my old friend 
   Am               C            Am    D 
He talked about the times yet to come 
    C         G              B7        Em 
But I took to working at the Telluride sawmill 
         Am                 F             D  
And I've been there since I turned twenty-one 


 
    C           G                B7           Em    
The river keeps rolling past the south county line 
    Am           C                 Am         D   
I'd love to roll with it, but I've run out of time 
    C         G           B7          C    
The days roll by like the logs at the river 
      Am           F          D     
And I know I ain't getting no younger 


        G            D         Am       G 
We were kids growing up in the Rockies 
         Am             C            Am    D 
When the mountains were young and so free 
C         G             B7     Em 
He was my friend and my equal 
          Am           F          D  
Though in years he was younger by three 


        G         D     Am       G 
We grew up in the usual fashion 
      Am         C          Am   D 
Never wanting to grow up at all 
    C         G          B7           Em 
But I found a family and he found the rails 
   Am          F               D  
He left on the train for Saint Paul 


 
    C           G                B7           Em    
The river keeps rolling past the south county line 
    Am           C                 Am         D   
I'd love to roll with it, but I've run out of time 
    C         G           B7          C    
The days roll by like the logs at the river 
      Am          F           D     
And I don't often think of my old friend 


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