Tom: C
Introdução: Am C
Am
I lost everything
C
I fell out of a daydream
F Dm
At the door of a long lost friend
Am
And I cried aloud
C
Without an inch of pride
F Dm
I knew I had reached the end
Am
An old and lonely man
C
Saw me sittin on the curb
F Dm
He reached out an took my hand
Am
He said I know your song
C
And I know your name
F Dm
And there was a time that I felt the same
C
But it's a low low road
F
You've gotta roll down
Dm Am
Before you find your way, my friend
C
And it's a high, high hill
F
You've gotta climb up
Dm G C
Before you get to the top again
Am C
I held on so dearly
F Dm
To the wrong things in my life
Am C
But now I see so clearly
F Dm
I was walking into my own knife
Am(dá
You've got to get up off that street
C
Stop looking at your feet
F Dm
And take a hold of something real
Am C
And this old man, took my hand
F Dm
He looked at me and said, little girl, I understand
C
Thats a low low road
F
You've gotta roll down
Dm Am
Before you find your way, my friend
C
And it's a high, high hill
F
You've gotta climb up
Dm G C
Before you get to the top again
F Am
And there was a time that I thought that I knew it all
F Am
And there was a place that I thought I could call my own
F G Am
But it all came crashing down and I looked around
Dm F G C F Dm
And I knew that things would never be the same
(ow low road
Am
my friend
C
And it's a high, high hill
F
You've gotta climb up
Dm G C
Before you get to the top again
It's a low low road