Gravel Road by William Elliott Whitmore
[C] [Am] [F] [G] [C]
It m[C]ust be that time of y[Am]ear
I'm f[F]eeling that pull ag[G]ain
I've g[C]ot to get away from h[Am]ere
Oh get b[F]ack to where my feet can st[G]and
B[C]ack to where the trees grow [Am]tall
Ain't a s[F]ound for miles ar[G]ound
Exc[C]ept for the distant c[Am]all
Of that lo[F]nely coy[G]ote's h[C]owl
Well life's m[F]ysteries unravel when my t[C]ires hit that gravel
And I le[G]ave the paved road far beh[C]ind
And e[C]very breath I breathe is one step c[Am]loser to me
E[F]asing my w[G]orried m[C]ind
[C]Way back in the [Am]sticks
is w[F]here I feel al[G]ive
where my [C]rusty old '6[Am]6
won't even [F]go f[G]ifty f[C]ive
[C]Nothing can comp[Am]are
to the j[F]oy that I've f[G]ound
[C]every time I go back t[Am]here
to my o[F]wn [G]spiritual g[C]round
Well life's m[F]ysteries unravel when my t[C]ires hit that gravel
And I le[G]ave the paved road far beh[C]ind
And e[C]very breath I breathe is one step c[Am]loser to me
E[F]asing my w[G]orried m[C]ind
I'll make a q[C]uart of sweet corn w[Am]hiskey
From ten g[F]allons of sour m[G]ash
Turn a pi[C]le of fire[Am]wood
Into a p[F]ile of [G]sky grey [C]ash
If there's [C]anything left ins[Am]ide me
That re[F]members what it's like to f[G]eel
That c[C]old rain falling on the [Am]top of my head
And the [F]mud ben[G]eath my h[C]eels
Well life's m[F]ysteries unravel when my t[C]ires hit that gravel
And I le[G]ave the paved road far beh[C]ind
And e[C]very breath I breathe is one step c[Am]loser to me
E[F]asing my w[G]orried m[C]ind
And e[C]very breath I breathe is one step c[Am]loser to me
E[F]asing my w[G]orried m[C]ind
[C] [Am] [F] [G] [C]
It m[C]ust be that time of y[Am]ear
I'm f[F]eeling that pull ag[G]ain
I've g[C]ot to get away from h[Am]ere
Oh get b[F]ack to where my feet can st[G]and
B[C]ack to where the trees grow [Am]tall
Ain't a s[F]ound for miles ar[G]ound
Exc[C]ept for the distant c[Am]all
Of that lo[F]nely coy[G]ote's h[C]owl
Well life's m[F]ysteries unravel when my t[C]ires hit that gravel
And I le[G]ave the paved road far beh[C]ind
And e[C]very breath I breathe is one step c[Am]loser to me
E[F]asing my w[G]orried m[C]ind
[C]Way back in the [Am]sticks
is w[F]here I feel al[G]ive
where my [C]rusty old '6[Am]6
won't even [F]go f[G]ifty f[C]ive
[C]Nothing can comp[Am]are
to the j[F]oy that I've f[G]ound
[C]every time I go back t[Am]here
to my o[F]wn [G]spiritual g[C]round
Well life's m[F]ysteries unravel when my t[C]ires hit that gravel
And I le[G]ave the paved road far beh[C]ind
And e[C]very breath I breathe is one step c[Am]loser to me
E[F]asing my w[G]orried m[C]ind
I'll make a q[C]uart of sweet corn w[Am]hiskey
From ten g[F]allons of sour m[G]ash
Turn a pi[C]le of fire[Am]wood
Into a p[F]ile of [G]sky grey [C]ash
If there's [C]anything left ins[Am]ide me
That re[F]members what it's like to f[G]eel
That c[C]old rain falling on the [Am]top of my head
And the [F]mud ben[G]eath my h[C]eels
Well life's m[F]ysteries unravel when my t[C]ires hit that gravel
And I le[G]ave the paved road far beh[C]ind
And e[C]very breath I breathe is one step c[Am]loser to me
E[F]asing my w[G]orried m[C]ind
And e[C]very breath I breathe is one step c[Am]loser to me
E[F]asing my w[G]orried m[C]ind
