Traveling Alone

Bm

Bm                   A       G               D
Mountains rough this time of year, close the highway down
           A
They don't warn the town
Bm                     A      G                D
And I've been fighting second gear for fifteen miles or so
                   A
Trying to beat the angry snow

F#m                         Em
And I know every town worth passing through
                   D                         A
But what good does knowing do with no one to show it to

               D                         A
And I've grown tired of traveling alone, tired of traveling alone
           Bm                        A              G
I've grown tired of traveling alone, won't you ride with me?
           D                         A
I've grown tired of traveling alone, tired of traveling alone
           Bm                        A              G
I've grown tired of traveling alone, won't you ride with me?
A               D         Bm        A
Won't you ride, won't you ride?

Bm             A     G
I quit talking to my-self
                 D                 A
Listening to the radio, long, long time ago
Bm                  A     G
Damn near strangled by my appetite
               D                          A
Ybor City on a Friday night couldn't even stand up right
F#m                               Em
So high the street girls wouldn't take my pay
                           D                    A
They said come see me on a better day, she just danced away

               D                         A
And I've grown tired of traveling alone, tired of traveling alone
           Bm                        A              G
I've grown tired of traveling alone, won't you ride with me?
           D                         A
I've grown tired of traveling alone, tired of traveling alone
           Bm                        A              G
I've grown tired of traveling alone, won't you ride with me?
A               D         Bm        A
Won't you ride, won't you ride?

Bb                                               C7    D
Painting the outside lane I'm tired of answering to my-self
Bb                                               C7       D
Hard like the rebuilt part I don't know how much it's got left
                  A
How much it's got left

D D A A Bm Bm A G G

               D                         A
And I've grown tired of traveling alone, tired of traveling alone
           Bm                        A              G
I've grown tired of traveling alone, won't you ride with me?
           D                         A
I've grown tired of traveling alone, tired of traveling alone
           Bm                        A              G
I've grown tired of traveling alone, won't you ride with me?
A               D         Bm        A
Won't you ride, won't you ride?

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