Where The Dream Begins

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(C) (F) (C) (G) (C)
What happened to the kid in the (F)baseball (C)cap?
Well he’s trying to get home but I (G)think he lost the (C)map
What happened to the kid with the (F)braces on his (C)teeth?
He had an autographed picture of Mu(G)hammad (C)Ali
He’s just a (F)wise-assed, buck-toothed, (Bb)near-sighted fool (F)
Always (C)staring at the girls in the (G)swimming (C)pool
(F)Thirty years later and he’s (Bb)staring again (F)
He’s (C)searching for the place where the (G)dreams be(C)gin
Searching for the (Am)place where the dream be(Dm)gins
Then he bought a bunch of records and he (F)heard a man (C)sing
He said if I could write a song I be(G)lieve I’d be a (C)king
But it took him twenty years un(F)til he got the (C)nerve
He’s got boxes full of papers and (G)papers full of (C)words
And the (F)words fly away like (Bb)swallows on the (F)wind
But they (C)never flew back to the (G)nest A(C)gain
Never took him to the (Am)place where the dream be(Dm)gins
(C)(F)(C)(G)(C)
Then he finally got married and he (F)had two little (C)girls
But he didn’t see ‘em much cause he (G)had to see the (C)world
And the lie that he told ‘em is I’m (F)like most (C)men
It’s always down the road that the (G)dream be(C)gins
And the (F)girls grew up to be (Bb)pretty and wise (F)
They said “you (C)could have seen the dream by (G)looking in our (C)eyes
(F)You were always living in the (Bb)world of pretend (F)
You kept (C)running away from (F)where the dream (C)begins
Running A(Am)way from where the dream be(Dm)gins" (C)
Now he’s living with a woman out on (F)Borderland (C)Road
But her love’s turned bitter, and her (G)eyes turned (C)cold
She said we came to the desert, let the (F)sickness (C)mend
But Hell ain’t the place where the (G)dreams be(C)gin
(F)Look out boys I’m (Bb)gaining on you (F)
He’s old (C)Blind Joe Death in his (G)alligator (C)shoes
He’s got a (F)pocket full of pills and a (Bb)pint of sloe gin (F)
He’s gonna (C)show you to the place where the (G)dream be(C)gins
Follow him (Am)down where the dream be(Dm)gins
(C)(F)(C)(G)(C)
At the end of the road there ain’t (F)nothing but (C)fear
Just a big old room with a (G)big old (C)mirror
And the man in the mirror his (F)hair’s turning (C)gray
And his hands begin to shake in a (G)funny kind of (C)way
He’s knows (F)everything you bring for to (Bb)save you soul (F)
(C)Everything denied will con(G)demn you to the (C)hole
With his (F)hand on his heart he (Bb)picks up his pen (F)
He goes (C)searching for the place where the (G)dream be(C)gins
Looking for the (Am)place where the dream be(Dm)gins (C)