These chords are old but we shake hands Cause I believe that they?re the good guys We can use all the help we can So many minor chords outside I fell
Under wide blue skies There?s a place to lie For me and Evelyn to hide tonight I?ll try my best to make a go But I?m not sure what I don?t know Oh chariots
Once I knew a girl in the hard hard times She made me a shirt out of fives and dimes Now she?s gone but when I wear it she crosses my mind And if the
I became a thin blue flame Polished on a mountain range And over hills and fields I flew Wrapped up in a royal blue I flew over Royal City last night
Honey how you gonna make it on your own? Honey how you gonna make it on your own? When you wake up in the night And see the stars just city lights And
Sunday night, its supper time, the hotel?s full and all is fine. You can see that No Vacancy sign from the window of room 39 Monday morning at half
You have chosen dawn to leave Don't bother me while I am sleeping Life continues and though you go out I'll sleep another hour or so Though you think
Well I can't sleep with all these hand-me-downs Battered up chests and faded dreams Every new life seems to spin away Like sand escaping through the seams
This is it my dear old friend Our paths it seems are at an end for now Though in time we floated free We're are pulled by separate gravities to ground
I know the dog days of the summer Have you ten-to-one out-numbered Seems like everybody up and left and they're not coming back The shadow that you'
I close my eyes and it all returns like the spinning of a potter's wheel trying to stay ahead a morning as time came running with us and she beat us
Well there?s one thing momma, I think you should know, it is not love that makes the flowers grow but a complex electron transfer process known as photosynthesis
You must be living on wildfires You must be living on wildfires That's why your eyes Are smoke and ash You must be living on earthquakes You must be
How hard for the covers to be pulled by from their slumbers But a ghost never gives up its sheet, tell me is it the same? For the rattlin' chains or whatever
So save all of your light For those who can't sleep at night And who can't even sing to their shadows Oh they ride into town And they throw the shots
Pictures on my wall, Fifteen different colours, Starting with vermillion- The first flower of the summer, And don't think I'll be finished Till
Give me light for my lantern Give me light for my lantern give me light Be the light of my lantern, the light of my lantern, be the light I need the light
Please Man aina??t suppose to live alone No that aina??t what he needs He needs to find a home With someone else who needs a man A man who needs a home
