D D/C# D/B D/A G G/F# Em
i gave up the fast lane for a blacktop county road
D A
just burned out all that talk about the mother lode
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i traded for a songbird and a bigger piece of sky
D A D
when i miss the good old days , i cant imagine why

chorus :
G D
still i get restless and drive into town
A D
i cruise once down main street and turn back around
G D
its crazy but god knows i dont act my age
A D
like an old desperado who paints the town beige

D D/C# D/B D/A

down along the river and past the swimming hole
you can find your peace of mind with just a fishin pole
and you can walk the river for miles and miles on end
and never stop believin in that dream around the bend

chorus

deep down in the winter time slows to a crawl
theres really nothin much to do until the first spring thaw
its then i get to thinkin i must have gone insane
old memories roll through my mind like a long slow railroad train