Swingin' Utters

Watching The Wayfarers

Swingin' Utters


Tom: Em

Intro:       Em 

Em        D              C
We saw gold when there was only dust

D           C             F#m                Em
in the worst we saw in us what no one else could 

Em             D                C
we traveled far and tramped the dirt down deep

D           C             F#m                 Em 
to where our souls could keep the time and never rest. 

D                     C                      Em
Mind the road flares watch the steep stairs pace yourself 

D                      C             Em
harbor your fate temptation, hate, destiny sells.
 

Em              D                    C
I've asked all the bitter, hapless, and broken down 

D               C              F#m        Em
they just return my frowns and tell me to forget 

Em             D             C
simplicity is not what i was hoping for 

D              C            F#m            Em
i thought it'd be much more than what i'd always dreamt. 

D                 C               Em
Read the roadmaps thumb through atlases and charts 

D                    C           Em
try to lose yourself in powder, booze and bars. 

Em           D         C
I'll return to all my favorite hunts

D             C          F#m          Em
frequent familiar spots i never really left 

Em           D                C
distance myself from scattered, lofty thoughts 

D              C          F#m           Em
make them resolute, destitute, vague and deaf.

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