Ballad Of Stompin' Tom chords and lyrics - STOMPIN' TOM CONNORS

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[Verse 1]
[G]I w[F]as b[G]orn in old St. John
in [C]Brunswick -by -the -Sea
[G]Back in 1936 it was jus[A]t my mom and me
[D]And as [G]she wandered
through the land
[C]shunned by family
[G]She often had to beg for bread
while [D]I was only t[G]hree
She [C]taught me to hitch[G]hike
and [D]face the road [G]alone,
And [C]sing about what life [G]was like
for [D]those that had no [G]home.
Lee, [D]Lee, [G]Lee
Well, I turned four in Halifax,
[C]five in [G]Montreal,
In every small town in between,
[A]by six I knew them all.
[D]And whe[G]n the long road
took us back to [C]St. John,
Mama [G]cried.
That [C]night the strong arm [G]of the law
tore [D]me from her [G]side.
And they [C]made [G]me an orphan
and taught [D]me not [G]to roam.
Just cry [C]myself [G]to sleep at night
and [D]not be a rolling [G]stone.
H 'lee, h [D]'lee, h [G]'lee.
By the time that I turned eight
[C]they said that I was [G]cured,
Cured from all that wonder lust
to [A]which I had [D]been lured,
And [G]just in case my mum
would try [C]to find out where I'd [G]gone,
They [C]shipped me off [G]to P .E .I.
to a [D]farm in Skinner's Pond.
[G]And though I l[C]oved the country[G]
I [D]called this island [G]home
I'd [C]sing about what [G]life was like
With a [D]mother's love un[G]known[D][G]
When I was thirteen years of age
I [C]couldn't take no [G]more
I ran away from home one day
And left [A]my island shore
[D]And whi[G]le the Maudies
everywhere were [C]lookin' for their [G]man,
On a [C]merchant ship from old [G]St. John
[D]I sailed for new [G]-found land.
[C]And away out [G]on the Grand Banks
the [D]truth came like [G]a knife,
A [C]drifter I would al[G]ways be
upon [D]the roads [G]of life.[D][G]
Before the age of seventeen
I [C]seen this country [G]wide
An old guitar I'd gladly play
and I'd [A]thank you for [D]the ride
And [G]many a conversation's had
through [C]my journey [G]long
They wound [C]up in my rep[G]ertoire
of Cana[D]dian country [G]songs
And [C]everywhere I [G]traveled,
[D]I dreamed along [G]the way,
[C]God might make this [G]vagabond
a [D]country star some [G]day.
P 'lee, p [D]'lee, p [G]'lee.
Then one night in Timmonstown,
[C]North Ontario,
[G]They said, if you can sing,
we'll keep you round [A]for a week or so.
[D]I pac[G]ked the place
for fourteen months
and be[C]fore they let me go
[G]I'm drivin'[C] a c[G]ar, I got a new guitar
and [D]I'm singin' on the radio
[G]From there thi[C]s old hitchhik[G]er,
he was [D]on his road to fame
[G]With bud[C] to spud from
the bright [G]red mud
and the [D]good ol' hockey [G]game[D][G]
Then came Sudbury's Saturday night
at the [C]Gumboot Loggeroo
[G]They made me the chairman of the board
till I [A]stomped the whole ride through
[D]And like old[G] Luke with his old guitar,
[C]my song wasn't over yet
[G]Till I [C]sang the ode
that I [G]wrote for the road
and the [D]mum that I can't for[G]get
And when [C]the party was [G]over
I began [D]to write this song
[G]And tonig[C]ht you've
heard me [G]sing the words
to the [D]ballad of Stompin' [G]Tom
Tonight [C]you've heard
me [G]sing the words
to the [D]ballad of Stompin' [G]Tom
Oodly, [D]oodly, [G]oodly you