C
My momma was a waitress, my daddy a truck driver.
The thing that kept their power from them slowed me down awhile.
F
I remember the morning it was the closing of my youth,
C
when I said goodbye to no one and in that way faced my truth...
Am
and a walk along the river...
and a rain a'coming down...
F G
and a girl on a road.
C
There's a rhythm to a highway to match the rhythm of your fears.
My shopping bag possessions scattered with my splattered tears.
F
A string of nights in truck stops and in darkness and in lies
C
and a man they all called Tigerboy...he just had to show me why.
Am
He just had to give me something I'd forever understand...
F G
as a girl on a road.
CHORUS:
C
And I sing rain upon the water makes footprints sunk in sand.
Anger upon angry hurt, take me by the hand.
F
Take me by the heartstrings, pull me deep inside
C Am
and say I'm one with your forgiveness and separate from my pride.
C
I don't know what it's like for you but here's what it's like for me...
I wanted to turn beautiful and serve Eternity
F
and never follow money or love with greasy hands,
C
or move the earth and waters just to make it fit my plans.
Am
My eyes would be the harbor,
my words the perfect place
F G
for a girl on a road.
C
I met you in the Summer, I left you in the Fall.
In between we did some living...I like to think that's all...
F
but now I see words can be like weapons no matter that they're small,
C
and I used three tiny words on you and then beat it down the hall.
Am
Does this road go on forever?
Does this terror know no end...
F G
for a girl on a road?
CHORUS:
C
And I sing rain upon the water makes footprints sunk in sand.
Anger upon angry hurt, take me by the hand.
F
Take me by the heartstrings, pull me deep inside
C Am
and say I'm one with your forgiveness and separate from my pride.
You cannot measure what it takes to mend a withered heart.
They'll tell you at the onset everybody does their part.
I did my best to follow the calling of my soul.
But, it's like that first guitar I played...at the center is a hole,
at the center is a longing that I cannot understand
for a girl on a road.
