CAPO: 2nd fret
[VERSE 1]
Behind the [C]house where I [F]lived
Back [C]when I was a [G]kid
I played [C]G.I. Joe beneath the tall pine [G]trees
I'd fight im[C]aginary [F]wars
'Til my mom [C]called from our back [G]porch
And I'd come home [C]covered in that pine pitch
From my [G]head down to my [C]knees
[VERSE 2]
Too big to [C]wrap my arms a[F]round
Surely [C]older than I could [G]count
Must have [C]been there since the Mayflower crossed the [G]sea
They'd been through [C]blizzards and hurri[F]canes
Summer [C]droughts and freezing [G]rain
Them [C]pines would live forever
At least that's [G]how it seemed to [C]me
[CHORUS]
Now what's be[F]come of the old pine [C]woods
It's all [F]gone and there's a brand new neighbour[G]hood
All for a [Am]buck they [G]cut down all those [F]trees
They [C]subdivided all of my [G]fondest memo[C]ries
[VERSE 3]
When those [C]trucks came for my [F]woods
I did [C]everything I [G]could
And it was [C]war for real when school let out that [G]June
I ripped down [C]flags and I pulled up [F]stakes
But what [C]difference can one boy [G]make
Those [C]pines still fell like thunder
On a [G]summer after[C]noon
[CHORUS]
Now what's be[F]come of the old pine [C]woods
It's all [F]gone and there's a brand new neighbour[G]hood
All for a [Am]buck they [G]cut down all those [F]trees
They [C]subdivided all of my [G]fondest memo[C]ries
[BRIDGE]
And I [Am]never became [Em]friends
With the [F]families that moved [C]in
They were [F]different from us or so it [G]seemed
I grew [Am]up and moved a[Em]way
I just go [F]home on holi[C]days
But those [F]tall and tangled pines
They're [G]still falling in my dreams
[VERSE 4]
We all [C]want the greenest [F]lawn
And a country [C]club where we be[G]long
And an [C]SUV to get us there in [G]style
But we don't keep [C]track of what we've [F]lost
We can't [C]calculate the [G]cost
When there's [C]no place left for a boy's
Imagin[G]ation to run [C]wild
[CHORUS]
So what's be[F]come of the old pine [C]woods
It's all [F]gone and it's gone for [G]good
All for a [Am]buck they [G]cut down all those [F]trees
They [C]subdivided all of my [G]fondest memo[C]ries
[VERSE 1]
Behind the [C]house where I [F]lived
Back [C]when I was a [G]kid
I played [C]G.I. Joe beneath the tall pine [G]trees
I'd fight im[C]aginary [F]wars
'Til my mom [C]called from our back [G]porch
And I'd come home [C]covered in that pine pitch
From my [G]head down to my [C]knees
[VERSE 2]
Too big to [C]wrap my arms a[F]round
Surely [C]older than I could [G]count
Must have [C]been there since the Mayflower crossed the [G]sea
They'd been through [C]blizzards and hurri[F]canes
Summer [C]droughts and freezing [G]rain
Them [C]pines would live forever
At least that's [G]how it seemed to [C]me
[CHORUS]
Now what's be[F]come of the old pine [C]woods
It's all [F]gone and there's a brand new neighbour[G]hood
All for a [Am]buck they [G]cut down all those [F]trees
They [C]subdivided all of my [G]fondest memo[C]ries
[VERSE 3]
When those [C]trucks came for my [F]woods
I did [C]everything I [G]could
And it was [C]war for real when school let out that [G]June
I ripped down [C]flags and I pulled up [F]stakes
But what [C]difference can one boy [G]make
Those [C]pines still fell like thunder
On a [G]summer after[C]noon
[CHORUS]
Now what's be[F]come of the old pine [C]woods
It's all [F]gone and there's a brand new neighbour[G]hood
All for a [Am]buck they [G]cut down all those [F]trees
They [C]subdivided all of my [G]fondest memo[C]ries
[BRIDGE]
And I [Am]never became [Em]friends
With the [F]families that moved [C]in
They were [F]different from us or so it [G]seemed
I grew [Am]up and moved a[Em]way
I just go [F]home on holi[C]days
But those [F]tall and tangled pines
They're [G]still falling in my dreams
[VERSE 4]
We all [C]want the greenest [F]lawn
And a country [C]club where we be[G]long
And an [C]SUV to get us there in [G]style
But we don't keep [C]track of what we've [F]lost
We can't [C]calculate the [G]cost
When there's [C]no place left for a boy's
Imagin[G]ation to run [C]wild
[CHORUS]
So what's be[F]come of the old pine [C]woods
It's all [F]gone and it's gone for [G]good
All for a [Am]buck they [G]cut down all those [F]trees
They [C]subdivided all of my [G]fondest memo[C]ries
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