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