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A Song to Share - Song Notes

November 28, 2013

Key of D

Dan Original

 

6/8 time with an odd beat in each verse and chorus

 

D                                  A          D                                                          A                      G

Last time I saw you I'm sorry I cried. But my fool heart don't give a damn ‘bout my pride.

            A                                                              Bm  

Youd think I'd know better than to hang on so tight

            D                                  A                      D

To a singer and a gypsy and a heart that ain't mine.

D                                              A              D                                                      A                      G

Boy you're a tumbleweed blown by the wind. The highway and a guitar are your only friends.     A                                              Bm      

Your songs on the radio are gas on a fire.

            D                                              A                      D

And the longing grows stronger with each lonely mile.

                              G                                        D                                  G                                 

But when there's gravel in our voices and gray in our hair maybe you'll look to find me

            D                                  G                                  Bm                              

And I'll still be there. Maybe we'll find a home in the country somewhere.

                   D                                       A          D                                                 A                   D

Where the call of the road can no longer compare to a life and a love and a song we can share.

D                                  A          D                                                          A                      G

I couldn't ask you to ever come down. For a lark on the wing has no need for the ground.

            A                                              Bm     

Don't ever stop chasing your wildest dreams.

            D                                              A                 D

I'll be there when they come true or bust at the seams.

                              G                                        D                                  G                                 

But when there's gravel in our voices and gray in our hair maybe you'll look to find me

            D                                  G                                  Bm                              

And I'll still be there. Maybe we'll find a home in the country somewhere.

                   D                                       A          D                                                 A                   D

Where the call of the road can no longer compare to a life and a love and a song we can share.

D                                  A              D                                                      A          G

Take my heart with wherever you go. Leave just enough to pour out at a show.

            A                                                          Bm                              

And I’ll write you a secret song no one will hear

         D                                     A                      D

And sing it for you ‘cross the miles and the years.

                              G                                        D                                  G                                 

And when there's gravel in our voices and gray in our hair maybe you'll look to find me

            D                                  G                                  Bm                              

And I'll still be there. Maybe we'll find a home in the country somewhere.

                   D                                       A          D                                                 A                   D

Where the call of the road can no longer compare to a life and a love and a song we can share.

                              G                                        D                                  G                                 

And when there's gravel in our voices and gray in our hair maybe you'll look to find me

            D                                  G                                  Bm                              

And I'll still be there. Maybe we'll find a home in the country somewhere.

                   D                                       A          D                                                 A                   D

Where the call of the road can no longer compare to a life and a love and a song we can share.

                   D                                       A          D                                                 A                  

Where this life on the road can no longer compare to a time and a place and a song we can

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