F                       Eb 
Hours of joy when I was just a boy 
          Bb 
And never wrong I knew 
F                      Eb 
Kites of red would fly above my head 
                Bb 
The birds would sing their song 
     Dm 
Now something's wrong 
Bb                         Dm 
Where the Sherwood used to be 
Bb            Cm  C     F  Eb  Eb/D  F 
Neon brambles now I can see 
F                       Eb 
Fields of corn on early summer mornings 
         Bb 
Or late afternoons 
F                   Eb 
Anytime there was a place to find 
                  Bb  
Where life seemed not so soon 
    Dm 
Now all too soon 
Bb                      Dm 
Is this where I used to be 
Bb                Cm   C  F  Eb Eb/D F 
Still remembering what is me 
Bb               Dm 
And I won't even try 
Bb               Dm 
To find a reason why 
Cm          C            Eb  F Eb Bb F Eb Bb 
I must live here just to die 
Dm 
Now something's wrong 
Bb                         Dm 
Where the Sherwood used to be 
Bb            Cm    C   F  Eb Eb/D F   Bb         
Neon brambles now I can see 
 
 
from Dillard & Clark: The Fantastic Expedition of Dilllard and Clark