A D Well he rides into town on the back of a big silver eagleE7 A Strapped to his shoulders are the burdens of staying on topD And the lines in his face tell the story of an uphill flightE7 A You can tell how he feels day by day by the songs that he writesD He's loved by millions somehow he's their prisoner as wellE7 A As he rides down the road in his ten wheeled aluminum cellD Now he lives for the day that the eagle will carry him homeE7 A 'Cause the glamour is over nearly all of his seeds have been sownD E7 A Let him go silver eagle there must be a better way to flyD E7 For this great American poet who's singing his songsA About the everyday working man's lifeD One night on the road just south of the Idyho lineE7 A We were smoking some comtrex and attempting to alter our mindsD Then just before daylight Hag pushed back his hat and he saidE7 "Ah we're puttin too much emphasis on bein' a starA Can't we do a little bit of living instead"D E7 A Let him go silver eagle there must be a better way to flyD E7 For this great American poet who's singing his songsA About the everyday working man's lifeD E7 A Let him go silver eagle there must be a better way to flyD E7 For this great American poet who's singing his songsA About the everyday working man's life
Silver Eagle
George Jones
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