This is my first tab!!! It sounds good, this is a beautiful forgotten song of the marvellous Jim Croce. artibaniigor@gmail.com CAPO 2 G D G C The railroads and the riverboats that bred the mighty man G D C D That we read about and we dream about, the men who built this land G D G D And the farmers and the lumbermen and the men who worked the mills G D C D And the poor hard working miners who died inside the hills G C While the rivers that flow are the blood of our land D G And the trucks they keep rumbling on the great concrete band G C And the railroads keep pushing to be all they once were D G And nature is calling, no one's listening to her G D G C And the immigrants by the boat load in a dozen different tones G D C G Sang of freedom in the new land, climbed the ladder rung by rung G D G C Some to Boston, some to Pittsburgh, Philadelphia and St. Paul G D C G And the old ways led to new days, they were welcome one and all G C While the rivers that flow are the blood of our land D G And the trucks they keep rumbling on the great concrete band G C And the railroads keep pushing to be all they once were D G And nature is calling, no one's listening to her G D G C With the railroads and the riverboats and the bread lines far behind G D C G And the days we sang together, long gone but still in mind G D G C And the men who came before us, men who brought us to today G D C G And the story still unravels from the dreams of yesterday G C While the rivers that flow are the blood of our land D G And the trucks they keep rumbling on the great concrete band G C And the railroads keep pushing to be all they once were D G And nature is calling, no one's listening to her D G And nature is calling, no one's listening to her