Tom: A
A
Hands on the wheel
F#
My old lady would say
A
Of course they are
F7M A
Of course they are not on you
A
Mountains form a wall
F#
Along the way
A
The moss covers the fields
F7M F#m F#
Where once lava drained away
D F#
And from where I stand
B5 E
Black is the color of the sand
D B5
And that’s where your footprints
E A
Where stamped yesterday
( A F# )
A
Eyes of the road
F#
My old lady would say
A
Of course they are
F7M F#m A
Of course they are not on you
A F#
Waterfalls look like bridges and their veils
E
A lighthouse and some spouses
F7M F#m F#
Welcome home those who sailed away
D F#
And from where I stand
B5 E
Black is the color of the sand
D B5
And that’s where your footprints
E A
Where stamped yesterday
A
Hands on the wheel
F#
My old lady would say
A
Of course they are
F#
Of course they are not on you
D F#
And from where I stand
B5 E
Black is the color of the sand
D B5
And that’s where your footprints
E A
Where stamped yesterday
D B5
And that’s where your footprints
E A
Where stamped yesterday
D F#
And from where I stand
B5 E
Black is the color of the sand
D B5
And that’s where your footprints
E A
Where stamped yesterday
D B5
And that’s where your footprints
E A
Where stamped yesterday
