Mystic Journey

Bm

              G               D
Just me and a friend roaming around
        A                  Bm
Him a magician and I was a clown
            G                      
Playing the streets for a dollar a 
D
day
                A               
Waiting for the right time and a 
         Bm
sign to lead the way

Bm               G        
Crossed over the border to a 
            D
mystical land
          A                    
Sort of unexpected didn't quite 
      Bm
understand
             G                  D
On a razor's edge on a grain of sand
          A                        
Onward we wandered to the gates of 
 Bm
oblivion

Bm G D A Bm G D A Bm

Bm               G               
On a roll of the dice we headed 
   D
out west
          A                  
Where the sage and  the spice 
   Bm
attracted us
             G               
Shadows fell down like a dark 
         D
groping hand
               A                   
Saw the teeth of the wolves and the
        Bm
 blood of the lambs

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Bm               G               
On a turn of the cards I 
     D
lightened my load
             A                     
Throwing off fear for the weakness 
   Bm
it holds
              G                   
On target and calm the vision was 
D
clear
             A                     
Beyond the mirage I took for 
      Bm
granted was here


break


Bm               G                
On a flip of the coins we rode the 
 D
coast
                   A            
Trying to make the most of every 
     Bm
situation
        G                 D
That we witnessed near at hand
                  A                
On a drifter's crusade all over the
 Bm
 land

Bm                 G             
Could it be in the stars or in 
             D
the passing of cars
                  A                
At a table in the bar in a turn of 
    Bm
the cards
                    G          
In a change of your mind in the 
            D
passing of time
               A                   
In a ribbon of rhyme just down the 
Bm
line


break

Bm            G               D
Just me and a friend roaming around
        A              Bm
Him a magician I was a clown
            G                      
Playing the streets for a dollar a 
D
day
                A               
Waiting for the right time and a 
         Bm
sign to lead the way

Bm               G        
Crossed over the border to a 
            D
mystical land
          A                    
Sort of unexpected didn't quite 
      Bm
understand
             G                  D
On a razor's edge on a grain of sand
          A                        
Onward we wandered to the gates of 
 Bm
oblivion

Bm G D A Bm G D A Bm . . .