Twelve Mile Road

G              C
There’s an old gravel road
G                     D
following the section line,
G                   C
out where lives are held together
     G                D
with sweat and baling twine,
G                                C
where you rattle your bones on a tractor
G                 D
over thirty years old
G                          C
and there’s a mortgage and kids to be fed
G      D           G
out on Twelve Mile Road.

G                 C
Just a stretch of country
G                      D
the wind comes blowing through.
G                                C
The Homesteaders starved out and blew away
G                               D
Now there’s nobody out here but you.
G                               C
And you know someday it’s gonna turn around,
G                     D
but Lord, it turns so slow,
G                         C
and it ain’t rained since April
G      D           G
out on Twelve Mile Road.

D      G
Out on Twelve mile Road,
D                G
lord it turns so slow.
C               G      Em
Hanging on to a ragged dream,
C      D           G
out on Twelve Mile Road

G                     C
You raise some hay, a few head of cows,
G                     D
you swing a hammer in town.
G                         C
You do everything you can by God do
G                        D
to keep your feet on the ground.
G                   C
‘Cuz if a man works hard enough
G                           D
he can turn that straw into gold
G                      C
Or ain’t that how it’s supposed to be,
G      D           G
out on Twelve Mile Road?

D      G
Out on Twelve mile Road,
D                G
lord it turns so slow.
C               G      Em
Hanging on to a ragged dream,
C      D           G
out on Twelve Mile Road

G                             C
You hope for the day when the air is clean,
G                  D
the fences all run true,
G                        C
all of your worries have vanished like smoke,
G                      D
all the hard times are through.
G                         C
You’ll look down from the top of a hill
G                              D
and your dreams'll be there to hold.
G                       C
Ain’t that the way it’s supposed to be,
G      D           G
Out on Twelve Mile Road?

D      G
Out on Twelve mile Road,
D                G
lord it turns so slow.
C               G      Em
Hanging on to a ragged dream,
C      D           G
out on Twelve Mile Road
D      G
Out on Twelve mile Road,
D                G
lord it turns so slow.
C            G            Em
And it ain't rained since April,
C      D           G
out on Twelve Mile Road

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