F#m D Dsus2 D D
[F#m]Here, back, down a long and[D] straight track
I have chose the [F#m]long road -
That leads me to [D]god knows
So I can't stop right [F#m]now
[F#m] [D]
Even the [F#m]good stars can fall from grace and[D] falter
Lose their faith and [F#m]slide
But I can't get an [D]ocean that's deep enough
for [A]my [Bm]day
It's the [C#m]first of the ascen[D]sion
It's a [A]sad [Bm]way we've[C#m] flown before the[D] storm
And her [A]last [Bm]words were 'I'm [C#m]always thinking of [D]you'
In my [A]gol[Bm]den [F#m]days I [D]was a[F#m] slave
[F#m] [D]
Well now it's [F#m]time for to sound your voice
And [D]capture what your after
[F#m]My ship was sold right up the [D]river
But I'm not going
[A]down [Bm]here
This [C#m]journey isn't o[D]ver
It's a [A]long [Bm]way to the [C#m]house of Fitzcarral[D]do
And her [A]last [Bm]words were 'I'm [C#m]always thinking of [D]you'
In my [A]gol[Bm]den [C#m]days I [D]was a [F#m]saint
[F#m] [D]
Even the [A]good [Bm]stars can [C#m]fall from grace and [D]falter
Like lapdogs that stride that mystery
And her [A]last [Bm]words were 'I'll [C#m]see you down in histo[D]ry
It's the [A]on[Bm]ly [C#m]way that [D]we can [F#m]go
I shall eclipse you
[F#m] [D]
It's a long way to Fitzcarraldo
And I don't want to pray for you
In the name of something true
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D XX0234
[F#m]Here, back, down a long and[D] straight track
I have chose the [F#m]long road -
That leads me to [D]god knows
So I can't stop right [F#m]now
[F#m] [D]
Even the [F#m]good stars can fall from grace and[D] falter
Lose their faith and [F#m]slide
But I can't get an [D]ocean that's deep enough
for [A]my [Bm]day
It's the [C#m]first of the ascen[D]sion
It's a [A]sad [Bm]way we've[C#m] flown before the[D] storm
And her [A]last [Bm]words were 'I'm [C#m]always thinking of [D]you'
In my [A]gol[Bm]den [F#m]days I [D]was a[F#m] slave
[F#m] [D]
Well now it's [F#m]time for to sound your voice
And [D]capture what your after
[F#m]My ship was sold right up the [D]river
But I'm not going
[A]down [Bm]here
This [C#m]journey isn't o[D]ver
It's a [A]long [Bm]way to the [C#m]house of Fitzcarral[D]do
And her [A]last [Bm]words were 'I'm [C#m]always thinking of [D]you'
In my [A]gol[Bm]den [C#m]days I [D]was a [F#m]saint
[F#m] [D]
Even the [A]good [Bm]stars can [C#m]fall from grace and [D]falter
Like lapdogs that stride that mystery
And her [A]last [Bm]words were 'I'll [C#m]see you down in histo[D]ry
It's the [A]on[Bm]ly [C#m]way that [D]we can [F#m]go
I shall eclipse you
[F#m] [D]
It's a long way to Fitzcarraldo
And I don't want to pray for you
In the name of something true
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D XX0234
