Tom: Am
Am
Stood still on a highway
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I saw a woman
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By the side of the road
With a face that I knew like my own
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Reflected in my window
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Well she walked up to my quarterlight
Dm
And she bent down real slow
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A fearful pressure paralysed me
Am
In my shadow
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She said "Son, what are you doing here?
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My fear for you has turned me in my grave"
Am
I said "Mama, I come to the valley of the rich
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Myself to sell"
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She said "Son, this is the road to Hell"
Am
On your journey 'cross the wilderness
Dm
From the desert to the well
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You have strayed upon the motorway to Hell
