G C
On a curbside in Chicago sits a worn-out cardboard sign
Am7 D
Here, the man who sober's hard to find
G C
And to the woman with nine dollars to her name
Am7 D
Dropped a coin into that old man's cup of change
[Chorus]
C G
We're all walking stories
D Am7
Another page to turn
C G D Am7
A paperback expression of a life worth being told
C G D Am7
Every step we take, another scribble on the page
C G
We're all walking stories
D G
What's yours going to say
[Instrumental]
G, C, Am7, D
[Verse 2]
G C Am7
There was a time when black and white couldn't live side by side
D
And skin was the only color you would see
G C Am7
But that all changed the day one woman wouldn't give up her seat
D
And Martin Luther shouted out "I have a dream"
[Chorus]
C G
We're all walking stories
D Am7
Another page to turn
C G D Am7
A paperback expression of a life worth being told
C G D Am7
Every step we take, another scribble on the page
C G
We're all walking stories
D G
What's yours going to say
[Instrumental]
G, C, Am7, D
[Verse 3]
G* C*
There was a man back before me and you
Am7* D*
Who put his life upon a tree
G C
And bled the blood that washed all us sinners clean
Am7 D
And gave forgiveness to all humanity
[Chorus]
C G
We're all walking stories
D Am7
Another page to turn
C G D Am7
A paperback expression of a life worth being told
C G D Am7
Every step we take, another scribble on the page
C G
We're all walking stories
C G
We're all walking stories
Am7 D
What's yours going to say?
G, C, Am7, D
