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