G#m
Stood still on a highway
D#7
I saw a woman
G#m
By the side of the road
With a face that I knew like my own
D#7
Reflected in my window
G#m
Well she walked up to my quarterlight
C#m
And she bent down real slow
G#m D#7
G# fearful pressure paralysed me
G#m
In my shadow
D#7 G#m
She said "Son, what are you doing here?
D#7
My fear for you has turned me in my grave"
G#m
I said "Mama, I come to the valley of the rich
C#m
Myself to sell"
G#m D#7 G#m D#7
She said "Son, this is the road to Hell"
G#m
On your journey 'cross the wilderness
C#m
From the desert to the well
G#m D#7 G#m
You have strayed upon the motorway to Hell
...into part 2...
Thanks.
Aimee