Tom: Bm
Bm
G D
Just me and a friend roaming around
A Bm
Him a magician and I was a clown
G D
Playing the streets for a dollar a day
A Bm
Waiting for the right time and a sign to lead the way
Bm G D
Crossed over the border to a mystical land
A Bm
Sort of unexpected didn't quite understand
G D
On a razor's edge on a grain of sand
A Bm
Onward we wandered to the gates of oblivion
Bm G D A Bm G D A Bm
Bm G D
On a roll of the dice we headed out west
A Bm
Where the sage and the spice attracted us
G D
Shadows fell down like a dark groping hand
A Bm
Saw the teeth of the wolves and the blood of the lambs
Bm G D
On a turn of the cards I lightened my load
A Bm
Throwing off fear for the weakness it holds
G D
On target and calm the vision was clear
A Bm
Beyond the mirage I took for granted was here
break
Bm G D
On a flip of the coins we rode the coast
A Bm
Trying to make the most of every situation
G D
That we witnessed near at hand
A Bm
On a drifter's crusade all over the land
Bm G D
Could it be in the stars or in the passing of cars
A Bm
At a table in the bar in a turn of the cards
G D
In a change of your mind in the passing of time
A Bm
In a ribbon of rhyme just down the line
break
Bm G D
Just me and a friend roaming around
A Bm
Him a magician I was a clown
G D
Playing the streets for a dollar a day
A Bm
Waiting for the right time and a sign to lead the way
Bm G D
Crossed over the border to a mystical land
A Bm
Sort of unexpected didn't quite understand
G D
On a razor's edge on a grain of sand
A Bm
Onward we wandered to the gates of oblivion
Bm G D A Bm G D A Bm . . .
