D G D Dollard Marlowe doesn?t live on the Kaywood Road anymore C A They took him to the City to a government old age home D G D All of us eventually will wither and grow old C D Dollard Marlowe doesn?t live on the Kaywood Road anymore - - - D G D The wood pile by the back shed, the work of his withered hands C A Home built of local pine, when he was a young man D G D Now they got him in that city compound ?til he breathes no more C D D7 I wonder if he?d rather die along the Kaywood Road - - - G C G Last summer, Dollard shared a pot of Stag Creek country tea D A He poured himself a shaky cup, then one for Billy and me G D In leaving, we promised him we?d come again for sure C D But Dollard Marlowe doesn?t live on the Kaywood Road anymore - - - D G D Progress teaches all of us, we must pay its price C A Electric lights are practical, but a lantern sure is nice D G D Don?t trust your neighbour out of fear that he might get you first C D D7 And don?t dare die until you?ve checked with the city officials first - - - G C G Dollard now is crying out for the only life he knows D A Cursing modern progress that took away his home G D But one day soon his soul will come back to that cabin door C D And stare upon the pavement they?ve laid on the Kaywood Road D C D No, Dollard Marlowe doesn?t live on that dusty road anymore
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