Fred Eaglesmith

Jericho

Fred Eaglesmith


Tom: C

           C                 Am
The gravel flies, up off the tires
             F                G
Last night I caught,  my baby lyin'
                  C                       Am
She said that she loved me, said she'd be true
         F                  G
I turned around and she had found somebody new
             C                   Am
I could have took it, I would've tried
            F        G
But hey she wouldn't even tell me why


(CHORUS)
          Am            C
And there ain't no easy road
           Am                            C
It doesn't matter who you are or who you know
       Am                 F             G
Listen son,  there's just one   thing I know
                    C
There ain't no easy road


I couldn't believe, my very eyes
Out on the street with some other guy
I made a scene, the coppers came
Threw me in jail  I told them I was not to blame
They called my sister, took home my van
She just said mister I hoped that you would know by now

(CHORUS)

The whistle wails, the train rolls on
I guess I'll go back to where I come from
To where my Daddy sits, on a little porch
On a little farm in a little town that they call Jericho
He always told me, son you should know
The walls always tumble down

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