Traveling Song chords by Ryn Weaver
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Intro 1
(G major)
Verse 1
Oh, (G major) father time (C major) (G major)
That (C major) meter maid (E minor) who lends one
(G major) lively winking eye (C major) (G major)
(C major) We dance a bor (E minor) rowed jig while
(G major) hiding from the fine (C major)
Oh, what I (E minor) wouldn't (G major) spend
to lend you mine (C major)
(E minor)
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Verse 2
(G major)
Nobody knows (A minor) where they (C major) are going
(Dsus4) Oh, how we try to wrap our minds
(D major) Over the (G major) edge of all our knowings
Be it a bang (E minor) of the divine
Tip of my ice (A minor) berg, blues (C major) are showing
(Dsus4) I've never been on for goodbyes
So, till I meet (G major) you there, I'm singing
A traveling song (E minor) to ease the ride
and so you know (G major)
Verse 3
Everywhere I (D major) roam
I'll see you on the (G major) road
Verse 4
(G major)
Oh, I take (C major) it in vain
(G major) All the plans (C major) and (E minor) moves that we made
(G major) Half a heart is (C major) aching to grow
(G major) Soulmates aren't just lov (E minor) ers,
you know
(G major) I know, I know your eye (C major) s are the rain
Just a soul that's chan (E minor) ging its shape
(G major) I'll be laughing all (C major) of the way
Thinking 'bout the (E minor) days (G major)
Verse 5
Oh, (G major) nobody knows (A minor) where
they are going
(C major) Oh, how we try (Dsus4) to wrap our minds
Over (G major) the edge of all our knowings
Be it a bang of the (E minor) divine
(G major) (E minor) Tip of (G major) my ice (C major) berg, blues are showing
I've nev (Dsus4) er been (C major) on (Dsus4) for goodbyes
So, (C major) till I (G major) meet you there, I'm singing
A traveling song (E minor) to ease the ride
and so (G major) you know
Verse 6
Everywhere (Dsus4) I (D major) roam
I'll see you on the road (G major)
Verse 7
(G major)
So, farewell to my friend
He who taught me to love
like a beast
And to feast like the queen
that he fed turtle soup
Little boy from Paris to the states,
check the facts
That was Magical Max
He was black sheep and mischief
and love for his craft
And he told me that I was Apollo
13 on that very last day
He said shoot for your dreams,
little girl
To the stars, well,
I'm taking you with me now
This one is ours
And I know what you'd say,
you'd say, on with the show
So on we go
Traveling Song
Ryn Weaver
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