G
A long way from Pharoah's hand,
      D                   C        G
and a quick step from the Promised Land,
G
a quick step from Palestine,
      D                   C        G
and a heartbeat from this heart of mine:
C                B
Rock-fall at the Wailing Wall,
D                      G
and the temple-keepers fly
C             
to where Time machines
       G
those great, green trees
     D             G
to a holy timber-land.

CHORUS
G          C        G
I was raised in the shade
D                D7
of the Cedars of Lebanon,
G          C        G
and I've bathed in the bay
       D                 Am
where sailors burned the sand,
D                      Am
then gave the glass to man
D           G
and all his kind;
D                 Am
past the sight of land,
D                     Am
they rode on ships to Spain
    D           G
for what they'd find.

VERSE 2
G
Big towns, and your hearts are down,
               D         C         G
Dand your eyes burn-your heels get round.
G
Smoke's up, and the sky turns brown-
D                        C           G
there's a place you know, where your fancy grounds.
D                   Am
No dreams on silver screens,
D                        Am
they've found a place to hide:
D                      Am
the Holy Land of gods and man
D                    G
is where your spirit flies.

CHORUS
G          C        G
I was raised in the shade
           D     D7
of the Cedars of Lebanon,
G          C        G
and I've bathed in the bay
       D                 Am
where sailors burned the sand,
D                      Am
then gave the glass to man
D           G
and all his kind;
D                 Am
past the sight of land,
D                     Am
they rode on ships to Spain
    D           G
for what they'd find.