Fork In The Road

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There's a fork in the road,
G                        D
can't seem to make up my mind.
            D
Don't know which way to go,
G                           D
and I'm sure running out of time.
A
I'm all alone with my suitcase in my hand,
G
can't find my ticket to the promise land.
          D
There's a fork in the road,
G             A          D
can't seem to make up my mind.

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Well there's frost on the pumpkin,
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the air is taking on a chill.
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I can't find my milk and honey,
G                      D
I don't believe I ever will.
A
Somebody's got my pony and I'm left here like a fool,
G
my saddles on the fence and I'm sitting there to.
        D
There's frost on the pumpkin,
G          A           D
the air is taking on a chill.

D           G     A              D
Lines on my face, growing day by day.
D           G               A            D
Chasing you baby's going to put me in my grave.
D           G    A                  D
Tears in my eyes,sky's are bound to fall.
                                        A
Looking for cover can't see anything at all.

          D
There's a fork in the road...
A
I'm all alone with my suitcase in my hand,
G
can't find my ticket to the promise land.
          D
There's a fork in the road,
G             A          D
can't seem to make up my mind.
D
Yeah... There's a fork in the road,
G             A          D
can't seem to make up my mind.

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