D G I hold my shoulder tight against the cold that rolls down the road tonightD G Though I’ve left the fold, my feet will find a holdD Now I cannot stopG I will not turn around on the road tonightD Though I’ve left your sideG D Still I will find, find a way [Chorus]G ohhhh ohhhh ohhhhhhhhh-ohhD ohh-oh-oh-OH-ohhhContinúa después del anuncioG ohhh ohhhhh oooohhhhhh-ohh [Verse]D G The holy garment threads apart, the cloth of white is stainedD The floor has bowed beneath the weightG The beams now bend and breakD G No longer can I call a home, the place I’ve known so wellD G But what may come upon the road, right now I cannot tellD G The holy garment threads apart, the cloth of white is stainedD The floor has bowed beneath the weightG The beams now bend and breakD G No longer can I call a home, the place I’ve known so wellD G But what may come upon the road, right now I cannot tell [Otro]D ohh-oh-oh-OH-ohhhG ohhhh ohhhh ohhhhhhhhh-ohh (D PEAT x4)D ohh-oh-oh-OH-ohhhG ohhh ohhhhh oooohhhhhh-ohh
The Road
Bryan John Appleby
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