Em                     G
The time I think most clearly
C
The time I drift away
Em                     G
Is on the busride that meanders
C
Up these valleys of green and grey
Em                     G
I get to think about what might have been
C
And what may yet come true
Em                     G
And I get to pass these rainy miles
C
Thinking of you


C
And all the while, all the while
Bm
I still hear that call
C
From the land of gold and poison
Bm 
That beckons to us all


Em                     G
Nothing changes here very much
C
You used to say it never will
Em                     G
The pubs are all full on friday nights
C
And things get started still


Em                     G
You spend hours last week with Billy-boy
C
Bleeding, yeah queueing in casualty
Em                                 G
Stare at those posters we used to laugh at
               C
In heaven neverland, palmtrees by the sea


C
There was no need for these guys to hurt him so bad
Bm      
When all they had to do was knock him down
C
But noone asks too many questions, not anymore
Bm
Since you left this town

Chorus:
G                    D
And tomorrow brings another train
Bm                             C
Another young brave steals away
G                       D
But you're the one I remember
Bm                               C            Em
From these valleys of the green and the grey


Em                     G
You used to talk about winners and losers all the time
C
As if that was all there was
Em                     G
As if we were not of the same blood family
C
As if we live by different laws
Em                     G
Do you owe so much less to these rain swept hills
C
Than you owe to your good self
Em                           G
Is it true that the world has always got to be
                  C
Something that seems to happen somewhere else


C
Oh, for god sake why don't you realize
Bm
That I still hear that call
C
Do you think you're so brave to just start running
Bm
To that which beckons to us all

Bridge:
G                  D
Oooh, not for one second did you look behind you
Bm            C
When you were walking away
G                  D
Never once did you wish any of us well
Bm            C
Those who had chosen to stay
G                  D
And if that's what it takes to make it
Bm            C
In the place where you live today
G                            D
Then I guess you'll never read these letters that I've sent
Bm                                   C
From the valleys of the green and the grey      
Am            Bm            Em
Valleys of the green and the grey