By: Diamond Rio
From: Charlie Schweitzer ([email protected])
(Intro) G F# Bm C G D G
(1st Verse) L[G]yin' on our backs, we s[D]tared at the stars.
Try[Em]in' to count them, or g[C]uess how far.
[G]I still remember the w[D]ay that it felt,
The nigh[Em]t we hung our dreams out on Or[C]ion's b[D]elt.
The m[Am]oonlight danced out on the w[C]ater's edge.
We s[Am]tarted a w[Bm]alk that hasn't e[C]nded y[D]et. And...
(Chorus) S[G]tep by s[D]tep, and m[G]ile by m[D]ile.
Tak[C]in' each turn tog[D]ether, f[C]ollowin' the signs that p[D]oint to forever,
G D Eb0 Em C
And side by side, true and tender heart-and we'll
F[G]inish,[D] what [C]we s[G]tarted.
(2nd Verse) T[G]he road we had traveled has s[D]ometimes been steep,
And we've c[Em]rossed trouble waters that were r[C]agin' and deep.
All the m[G]em'ries to lean on and l[D]ove as our guide,
There's [Em]no path too winding, no r[C]iver too w[D]ide.
[Am]One foot in front of the o[C]ther each day,
K[Am]eepin' a prom[Bm]ise that two young lov[C]ers m[D]ade. So...
(Chorus) (Tag) W[C]e'll f[G]inish[D] wh[C]at we s[G]tarted.
(Intro)
From: Charlie Schweitzer ([email protected])
(Intro) G F# Bm C G D G
(1st Verse) L[G]yin' on our backs, we s[D]tared at the stars.
Try[Em]in' to count them, or g[C]uess how far.
[G]I still remember the w[D]ay that it felt,
The nigh[Em]t we hung our dreams out on Or[C]ion's b[D]elt.
The m[Am]oonlight danced out on the w[C]ater's edge.
We s[Am]tarted a w[Bm]alk that hasn't e[C]nded y[D]et. And...
(Chorus) S[G]tep by s[D]tep, and m[G]ile by m[D]ile.
Tak[C]in' each turn tog[D]ether, f[C]ollowin' the signs that p[D]oint to forever,
G D Eb0 Em C
And side by side, true and tender heart-and we'll
F[G]inish,[D] what [C]we s[G]tarted.
(2nd Verse) T[G]he road we had traveled has s[D]ometimes been steep,
And we've c[Em]rossed trouble waters that were r[C]agin' and deep.
All the m[G]em'ries to lean on and l[D]ove as our guide,
There's [Em]no path too winding, no r[C]iver too w[D]ide.
[Am]One foot in front of the o[C]ther each day,
K[Am]eepin' a prom[Bm]ise that two young lov[C]ers m[D]ade. So...
(Chorus) (Tag) W[C]e'll f[G]inish[D] wh[C]at we s[G]tarted.
(Intro)
