Intro: C, F, G, F, C
   C                          F
I come from the moor and the mountain
          G    F          C
From the waterfall and streams
                         F         C
I turned me back on the mountain track
                   Am
I'm walking in a dream
     C         F   C
And every new horizon
                    Am
To me it seems the same
     C               F
And everywhere look old and bad
       G         F        C  
While travelling on the plain

C, F, G, F, C

Thus no one rides this road with me
A plainsman rides alone
No welcome waits by a city gate
No voice to call me home
Alone I came into this place
And that is how I will go
And all I learn is the season's turn
It's all I need to know

Oh, the world is hung with silver tongues
With good advice to give
If you can't show me how to die
Don't tell me how to live
The plainsman's song, though it's seldom long
It's more than meets the ear
And all I believe is the falling leaves
At the turning of the year