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Date: 1/18/03; 10:38:33 PM
 >From: "Alex en Marian" 
 Subject: Submission
 Kentucky, feb. 27, '71 - Tom T. Hall
  
 There were [D] signs beside the [G] road like Jesus [D] says
 And relieve yourself the fast and gentle [A] way
 I was [G] looking for an old man who lived [D] way back in these hills
 Who just might have a [A] story I could [D] tell
  
 Pretty soon the black-top disappeared
 I felt the car change to a lower gear,
 I took a drink of liquor just to chase away the chill
 I was twenty-seven miles from Hollyhill
  
 Ahead I saw the bridge where I turned right
 A dirt road led straight up a mountain side
 I pulled up to a farmhouse I thought I had seen before
 An old man and his dog were at the door
  
 They told me this oldtimer knew this land
 I told him, sir, I just don't understand
 Why the kids in this state just grow up and move away
 And leave the land where they were born and raised
  
 He said, son, you can't make it on this land
 Unless you're happy workin' with your hands
 There ain't no kids today that wanna stay and work it out
 They wanna see the things they hear about
  
 He said, I cleared this whole farm off myself
 And I'd work it now but time has got my health
 Then starin' out the window restin' in his easy chair
 He told me what I'd really come to hear
  
 You know, son, people used to tell their kids
 Why, I don' t want you to have to work the way I did
 They don't, and some will tell you that it's a shame
 But you have to think before you place the blame
  
 I guess we must have talked a-half a day
 Then I told him that I had best be on my way
 He shook my hand and said, I'm glad I met you Mr.Hall
 But I guess there ain't a song here after all
  
 greets  Alex Rensen