#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: redgreen@io.org (redgreen) A FINE LINE THE WALTONS D/G/D/G D G Maybe this doesn't mean a thing D G A Maybe it's just a stupid thing to think G A About all of these awful things in life G While I'm alright here D G A Nothing bad ever comes here or grows G A Out of the flat young lands of home G D / G Just never leave and sure you will grow old D / G We'll grow old Maybe I don't know a thing Maybe it's just a stupid thing to think About all of these awful things in life While I'm alright here Nothing bad ever comes here or grows Out of the flat young lands of home Just never leave and sure you will grow old We'll grow old D A G I've got my rights to be me D A G D I've got no fights to displease my soul A G Will never know this dis-ease D G D G Of standing in a line, a firing line D G Em /A Standing, waiting in a line, wasting my time Maybe I should learn some things Maybe it's it's time I learned some things about All of these awful things in life While I'm alright here Nothing bad ever comes here or grows Out of the flat young lands of home Just never leave and sure you will grow old We'll grow old I've got my rights to be me I've got no fights to displease my soul Will never know this dis-ease Of standing in a line, a firing line Standing, waiting in a line, wasting my time D G Em A It's not too late D G Em It's not too late to say Then straight into the Chorus again...... End with D/D/G/G