"Gladys Ridge" James Keelaghan Published by Tranquilla Music (1988) (Capo 3rd fret - this puts it in F major without having to play all those pesky bar chords) >From Gladys Ridge I made my way Across the valleys, hills and plains Across the fields all coloured dun Once more to Saskatchewan Time to get back to mother land Better a good run than a bad stand Chorus: Oh, I may never leave again, Oh, I may never leave again, Oh, I may never leave again, Oh, I may never leave again. Northward now I turn my gaze A ribbon coloured asphalt gray My mind returned to different days Distances I?d travelled The miles like an hourglass?s sand Better a good run than a bad stand (Chorus) Underneath the star-filled skies We run our course and live our lives Lay down roots in a spinning ball Live one life as if that?s all Things might not work out as we had planned Better a good run than a bad stand (Chorus) Gladys Ridge she rises gray As homeward now I make my way An icon clothed in prairie scrub The world a wheel and I its hub A dormant fire waiting to be fanned Better a good run than a bad stand (Chorus)