American Tune chords
Many's the time I've been mistaken and many times confused
Yes and I've often felt forsaken and certainly misused
Aw, but I'm alright, I'm alright, I'm just weary to my bones
Still you don't expect to be bright and bon vivant
So far away from home, so far away from home
And I don't know a soul who's not been battered
I don't have a friend who feels at ease
I don't know a dream that's not been shattered or driven to it's knees
Aw, but it's alright, it's alright for we lived so well so long
Still when I think of the road we're travelin' on
I wonder what's gone wrong, I can't help but wonder what's gone wrong
And I dreamed I was dying
I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
And looking back down on me smiled reassuringly
And I dreamed I was flying
And high up above my eyes could clearly see
The Statue of Liberty - sailing away to sea
And I dreamed I was flying
For we come on the ship they call Mayflower
We come on the ship that sailed the moon
We come in the ages most uncertain hours and sing an American Tune
Aw, but it's alright, it's alright you can't be forever blessed
Still tomorrow's gonna be another working day
And I'm trying to get some rest, that's all I'm trying to get some rest
Couple in the next room
bound to win a prize:
they've been going at it all night long!
Well, I'm tryin' to get some sleep
but these motel walls are cheap:
Lincoln Duncan is my name,
and here's my song, here's my song.
My father was a fisherman,
my mama was a fisherman's friend,
and I was born in the boredom and the chowder.
So when I reached my prime
I left my home in the Maritimes,
headed down the turnpike for New England, sweet New England.
Holes in my confidence,
holes in the knees of my jeans,
I was left without a penny in my pocket ....
Oo-oowee, I was about as destituted as a kid could be
and I wished I wore a ring so I could hock it ...
I'd like to hock it
A young girl in a parkin' lot
was preaching to a crowd,
singing sacred songs
and reading from the Bible.
Well, I told her I was lost
and she told all about the Pentecost,
and I seen that girl as the road to my survival,
Just later on
the very same night
when I crept to her tent with a flashlight
and my long years of innocence ended:
well, she took me to the woods,
sayin' "Here comes something, and it feels so good!",
and just like a dog I was befriended, I was befriended.
Oh, oh, what a night,
oh, what a garden of delight ...
Even now that sweet memory lingers:
I was playing my guitar
lyin' underneath the stars
just thankin' the Lord
for my fingers,
for my fingers ...
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