THESE PINES This is the interputation of the writter and should only be used for study,resurch or schoolarship. Capo II (D)These pines are not the (G)ones that I'm (D)used to They won't carry me (A)home when I (G)cry Am I (D)too far (G)gone to re(D)cover Or (E)can I return if I (A)try Should I (D)trade my (G)soul for a(D)nother Learn not to com(A)plain any(G)more Should I (D)stay and pre(G)tend that I'm (D)happy Like (A)so many times be(D)fore Yeah these (G)pines Are not (D)mine They don't (A)smell so sweet Like the (D)ones in my mind And (A)I search the needles 'Til I (G)run out of time But I (D)don't see (A)you in these (G)pines Do I (D)stumble or (G)falter my (D)words When I'm saying every(A)thing is all (G)right I'm (D)not one to re(G)lease my de(D)pression But these (E)trees bring it out every (A)night Well I don't (D)talk 'cause I'm (G)trying to (D)listen To the wind take me (A)home through these (G)leaves But it's (D)quiet and (G)I don't hear (D)nothing 'Cause the (A)wind doesn't blow through these (D)trees Yeah these (G)pines Are not (D)mine They don't (A)smell so sweet Like the (D)ones in my mind And (A)I search the needles 'Til I (G)run out of time But I (D)don't see (A)you in these (G)pines No I (D)don't see (A)you in these (G)pines (D)(A)(G) . . . (D)(A)(G) . . . (D)