The Bottom Of It

D  Dmaj7  D7  G
D  Dmaj7  D7  G

D
Now that you've gotten to the autumn of
     Dmaj7
Your years and you feel your best yet
        D7                                                   G
And you found a turkey feather and you hung it like an amulet
D
So happy that you got to the bottom of
    Dmaj7
The fears that were fettering you
        D7                                                      E
And you found a round stone and you're wearing it around like a jewel

G                             D    E
Doors creaking loud, swinging wide open
        G                        D          E
And you found yourself, man, and that's something

D  Dmaj7  D7  G
D  Dmaj7  D7  G

D
Now that you've wandered to the clearing in
    Dmaj7
The woods where the wheats sway in the wind
        D7                                          G
And you found a dead deer and you made it into moccasins
    D
Overjoyed that you've gotten to the flat spot
       Dmaj7
In the field and you're starting to feel
          D7                      E
That it's hearkening to something heartening

G                             D    E
Doors creaking loud, swinging wide open
        G                        D          E
And you found yourself, man, and that's something
        G                             D    E
And the doors creaking loud, swinging wide open
    G                        D          E
You found yourself, man, and that's something

D  Dmaj7  D7  G
D  Dmaj7  D7  G

   D
So happy that you got to the bottom of
    Dmaj7
The fears that were fettering you
        D7                                                      G
And you found a round stone and you're wearing it around like a jewel

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