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By Christopher W. Hyde, copyright © ℗ 2023 Written February 2022, Amesbury, Massachusetts The link to 2022 version of the same song is: https://rumble.com/vw44dx-freedom-convoy-i-see-the-crowds.html If you appreciate this song or any of my original music published here on Rumble, please like, subscribe and share with like minded souls. Thank you, Chris Hyde Dm Am F G Living in Exile on the Seacoast Dm Am ‘You can’t cross borders, Bud’. F G ‘You not allowed on campus Pal’ Dm Am I’ll be arrested if I go to Boston or F G Or Salem for a meal.’ Am Em G Am ‘You’re spewing virus’ said a frown. C G F C Freedom Convoy I hear your horns C G F C Freedom Convoy I see the crowds C G F C Looking like a col in the Tour de France Am Em G Am Freedom Convoy, beware the Clowns, Am Em G D Unmask Klaus Schwab’s clones. C G F C My dad Took me to Montreal C G F C Dodgers & Expos At Jerry Parc, C G F C Oui, bienvenue, I fell in love with that town Am Em G D My joy to cross the border was born C G F C I flew to the Rock & Thumbed Round C G F C Trinity Bay & Conception Bay North C G F C Got Screeched in Old Perlican Am Em G D I Kissed a Sea Trout! C G F C There’s pieces of my heart on Grand Manan C G F C Took a fools errand to Indian Point C G F C Swam at the Whistle & Eel Brook Beach Am Em G D Collected pretty rocks in the Cove C G F C Seen Mountains of Alberta at 7 pm C G F C Played my guitar at Piggy’s in Saskatoon C G F C Crossed every mountain into Quebec Am Em G D Someday I’d like to come back again. Am Em G D Someday I’d like to come back again. Repeat Chorus!!!!!

Proud to be Your Dad By Christopher W. Hyde, copyright © ℗ 2023 Written July 10, 2017 at Sankt-Andreasburg-in-Harz, Germany If you appreciate this song or any of my original music published here on Rumble, please like, subscribe and share with like minded souls. Thank you, Chris Hyde

Blue Skies & Golden Grains By Christopher W. Hyde, copyright © ℗ 2022

By Christopher W Hyde copyright © ℗ 2022

Brother Christopher’s Prayer Capo 5th Fret By Christopher W. Hyde, copyright © ℗ 2015, 2022 A E Brother Von & Sister Camilla D A Thank you for speaking with me, A E For letting me borrow your guitar G D A And for your praying with me A E Brother Von you read me well D A You called out my locked up heart A E You called me by my birth name G D A You are a man of compassion A E Sister Camilla you wear a hat D A You already teach from your heart, A E with the beauty of a woman & G D A the light of a child’s eyes. A E You prayed in the name of Jesus D A When I was ‘bout to crash the shoals A E You pulled me up into the boat G D A With your praying souls. F C Whether in the name of Jesus, G C Or Von, Buddha or Camilla F C Wanna catch sails with prophets of love G C No more my soul a-bleeding (1st time) No more our churches bleeding! (2nd time) A E Brother Von & Sister Camilla D A Thank you for speaking with me, A E For letting me borrow your guitar G D A And for your praying with me

Wild Roses are Dancing Today For Charlotte Hyde Capo 5th Fret ©℗Copyright, 2019, 2022 Christopher W Hyde G C G Wild Roses are dancing today C G My Little Girl’s Going Away C G You’re heading to school in LA F C G To follow a path of your dreaming. G C G The next day follows along C G The first rain in months is falling C G Temperature’s dropped 20 degrees F C G And I have a wistful feeling (Humming) C G C G C G F C G G C G Four years have passed along C G And You’re no longer a child C G Wild Roses are dancing Today F C G You’ve moved to Louisiana G C G Wild Roses were dancing today C G And I bought my fishing license C G I like exploring Yankee streams F C G Hope you enjoy Louisiana.

I Tried, Bettina, I Tried (Capo on 5th Fret) ©℗ 2015, 2022 Christopher W. Hyde Am Driving out of Dallas C In a Longhorn Sun G F Blinded by a Western Sky, Am I had no Idea C That the night before G D was my last look in ur eyes Am The world twists cruel C heel’s caught in a hole, G F Ur world goes crashing down Am They cover it up and C U grasp to ur home G D They try to lawyer u down Refrain F G I tried, Bettina, I tried C Please forgive me for F making u cry F G I worry for u, did the best I can do, C F Ur phoenix will rise and fly. Am Little honor’s in this world, C there’s no more shaking of hands, G F Insurers, shysters and whores Am Push u to the wall C wish u were dead, G D don’t let them crush your soul. Am Please remember our sweet times, C remember our good times G F I thank u for being my friend Am Ur mark is on me, C no matter what u see, G D our heart’s borders won’t mend. Refrain F G I tried, Bettina, I tried C Please forgive me for F making u cry F G I worry for u, did the best I can do, C F Ur phoenix will rise and fly.

Freedom Convoy I See the Crowds! Capo 3rd Fret By Christopher W Hyde ©℗Copyright 2022 All Rights Reserved Dm Am F G Living in Exile on the Seacoast Dm Am ‘You can’t cross borders, Bud’. F G ‘You not allowed on campus Pal’ Dm Am I’ll be arrested if I go to Boston or F G Or Salem for a meal.’ Am Em G Am ‘You’re spewing virus’ said a frown. C G F C Freedom Convoy I hear your horns C G F C Freedom Convoy I see the crowds C G F C Looking like a col in the Tour de France Am Em G Am Freedom Convoy, beware the Clowns, Am Em G D Unmask Klaus Schwab’s clones. C G F C My dad Took me to Montreal C G F C Dodgers & Expos At Jerry Parc, C G F C Oui, bienvenue, I fell in love with that town Am Em G D My joy to cross the border was born C G F C I flew to the Rock & Thumbed Round C G F C Trinity Bay & Conception Bay North C G F C Got Screeched in Old Perlican Am Em G D I Kissed a Sea Trout! C G F C There’s pieces of my heart on Grand Manan C G F C Took a fools errand to Indian Point C G F C Swam at the Whistle & Eel Brook Beach Am Em G D Collected pretty rocks in the Cove C G F C Seen Mountains of Alberta at 7 pm C G F C Played my guitar at Piggy’s in Saskatoon C G F C Crossed every mountain into Quebec Am Em G D Someday I’d like to come back again. Am Em G D Someday I’d like to come back again. Repeat Chorus!!!!!

The Scarlet Crayon & The Steel Wool ©℗ Copyright Christopher W. Hyde, 2019, 2022 all rights reserved. E The story that scarlet crayon could tell E When Gwen drew it along the hallway A wall with a smile……… E A distracted smile. E7 A She didn’t know why, still don’t know why E It’s alright….. E Of course they had paint oe’r the wall E The scarlet trail fell A For awhile, E For awhile E7 A Sweet child, my sweet child E She smiled! Solo E George St. Pierre and my Dad E Had a talk with me A Bout’ 40 years ago, E After Halloweeen E7 You see they saw E A My initials on the kindergarten wall. E E Oh the story my fingers could tell E cold November day A Scrubbed my initials E Off the kindergarten wall E7 A I don’t know why, still don’t know why E That’s a lie! E The story that scarlet crayon could tell E When Gwen drew it along the hallway A wall with a smile……… E A distracted smile. E7 A She didn’t know why, still don’t know why E It’s alright! Repeat First Verse, Solo and Fade