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