Mystic Journey

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Bm
              G               D
Just me and a friend roaming around
        A                  Bm
Him a magician and I was a clown
            G                      D
Playing the streets for a dollar a day
                A                        Bm
Waiting for the right time and a sign to lead the way
Bm               G                    D
Crossed over the border to a mystical land
          A                          Bm
Sort of unexpected didn't quite understand
             G                  D
On a razor's edge on a grain of sand
          A                         Bm
Onward we wandered to the gates of oblivion
Bm G D A Bm G D A Bm
Bm               G                  D
On a roll of the dice we headed out west
          A                     Bm
Where the sage and  the spice attracted us
             G                        D
Shadows fell down like a dark groping hand
               A                           Bm
Saw the teeth of the wolves and the blood of the lambs
Bm               G                    D
On a turn of the cards I lightened my load
             A                        Bm
Throwing off fear for the weakness it holds
              G                   D
On target and calm the vision was clear
             A                           Bm
Beyond the mirage I took for granted was here
break
Bm               G                 D
On a flip of the coins we rode the coast
                   A                 Bm
Trying to make the most of every situation
        G                 D
That we witnessed near at hand
                  A                 Bm
On a drifter's crusade all over the land
Bm                 G                          D
Could it be in the stars or in the passing of cars
                  A                    Bm
At a table in the bar in a turn of the cards
                    G                      D
In a change of your mind in the passing of time
               A                   Bm
In a ribbon of rhyme just down the line
break
Bm            G               D
Just me and a friend roaming around
        A              Bm
Him a magician I was a clown
            G                      D
Playing the streets for a dollar a day
                A                        Bm
Waiting for the right time and a sign to lead the way
Bm               G                    D
Crossed over the border to a mystical land
          A                          Bm
Sort of unexpected didn't quite understand
             G                  D
On a razor's edge on a grain of sand
          A                         Bm
Onward we wandered to the gates of oblivion
Bm G D A Bm G D A Bm . . .