Artist: Don Freed
Song: Come away from the Roadside
Capo: 4th
Tuning: Standard
Pattern: Finger Picking or pick-strum
D Bm
Come away from the roadside,
G D
your feat, it is done.
A
The battle is over,
Bm G D
you have both lost and won.
A Bm
For the drums, they're but an echo,
G D
your trumpet players die
Bm
come away, come away
G A D
and know how hard you tried.
D Bm
the King, he holds the aces,
G D
he has not held your hand.
Bm
the Queen, with her embraces,
G A D
you did not understand.
A Bm
and the seeds that have fallen,
G D
along the weary hobo's trail,
Bm
and just as they have fallen,
G A D
don't let yourself be felled.
D Bm
Come away from the roadside,
G D
your spirit's, crimson string.
Bm
There are many among us,
G A D
who stumbled in the same.
A Bm
But there's something that cries out to you,
G D
that you must heed the dream,
Bm
if you are to be what you wish to be,
G A D
then be what you must be.