Rocking Chair Blues
Mipso
F
(início)
F Bb I was born in the country and raised in the town F C Dm I spent every Sunday wandering around F Bb I raised lots of cane till my momma would cry F Dm She prayed my harvest would wither and die Bb C F Wither and die, Lord, wither and die
Chorus
Bb F These slow-going highways and red-running river I choose Bb F The song of a siren, the rhythm of nothing to lose C Bb F Every step off the front porch is a step into rocking chair blues
Verse 2
F Bb I went down to Oxford to find me some blues F C Dm I measure the miles by holes in my shoes F Bb I listen for autumn and followed the sound F Dm And left off the things that fell to the ground Bb C F Fell to the ground, Lord, fell to the ground
Chorus
Bb F These slow-going highways and red-running river I choose Bb F The song of a siren, the rhythm of nothing to lose C Bb F Every step off the front porch is a step into rocking chair blues
Verse 3
Gm7 F If I wandered away would you call me back? G C 'Cause I'm already gone Gm G Cm I'm drifting astray and humming the highway song F Bb I was born in the country and raised in the town F C Dm I spent every Sunday wandering around Bb C F Wandering around, Lord, wandering around
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