Cifras
Long Black Road Into Tulsa Town

Tom: C

Introdução:  C   G   Dm   C  

                           G                                     Dm                             Am   F 
I got a world of trouble in mind, the pilgrim said
                                         C                       Bb                 F     C 
Need something to believe in, or someone to be
                 G                                               Dm                                   Am       F 
I got a mountain of worries just piling up inside my head
                                         C                               Bb                     G     F 
It's a curse of the worst kind for a dreamer like me
                             G                             E7                                     Am   F 
So he climbed up alone on the Turkey Mountain Ridge
                                           C                         G           F 
He looked out at the people on the plain
               G                                         E7                                               Am           F 
He saw god that night in the sleepy river and the city lights
                                       C                           G 
But he felt like a loser just the same
                         Am               C             F 
Woah, woah, states of misery
                     C 
States of grace
 G                     Am             C                     G 
Trouble and joy on a young man's face
             C     C/B     Am           Am/G  F 
Swing low sweet chariot
                 C 
Take me down
           Dm                 Am               G         C         G  C 
That long black road into Tulsa town
                               G                                     Dm                           Am           F 
"Well, I gotta roll these tumbling dice again", he sighed
                                           C                             Bb                     F       C 
"Leave it up to good fortune and the draw and the deal.
                               G                               Dm                                               Am   F 
I gotta put my life out on that table and just let it ride
                                           C                                     Bb               G             F 
Slip away from these hounds of love that nip at my heels"
                                 G                                   E7                               Am 
But over on the back porch, in the early morning rain
               F                           C                   G 
Sits a girl with a mirror in her smile
 F                                       G                                       E7                     Am                       F 
Insubstantial as the summer breeze, as it disappears into the trees
                                           C                         G 
But she holds his eye for a little while
                         Am               C             F 
Woah, woah, states of misery
                     C 
States of grace
 G                     Am             C                     G 
Trouble and joy on a young man's face
             C     C/B     Am           Am/G  F 
Swing low sweet chariot
                 C 
Take me down
           Dm                 Am               G         C         G 
That long black road into Tulsa town

                                     G                                                   Dm                           Am         F 
One dreamer got a job someplace, they say he got his life on track
                                 C                                       Bb                       F     C 
One dreamer got married, they say he sleeps in the sun
                                 G                                                         Dm                                             Am  F 
One dreamer got strung out young, you know he never really did bounce back
                                     C                                   Bb                 G 
One dreamer got a second chance, and others got none
 F                                                     G                               E7               Am 
This dreamer's sitting on a park bench, in a city far away
               F                         C                           G 
And he tells you the stories of his youth
 F                                     G                                     E7                                 Am                         F 
Forcing a laugh and making a joke outta being lonesome and silly and broke
                                       C                                   G 
But he still makes room for a little truth
                         Am               C             F 
Woah, woah, states of misery
                     C 
States of grace
 G                     Am             C                     G 
Trouble and joy on a young man's face
             C     C/B     Am           Am/G  F 
Swing low sweet chariot
                 C 
Take me down
           Dm                 Am               G         C 
That long black road into Tulsa town
 G         C     C/B     Am             Am/G  F 
Swing low sweet chariot
                 C 
Take me down
           Dm                 Am               G 
That long black road into Tulsa
                       C         C/B   Am   Am/G   F   G   C 
Into Tulsa town