Em C G
Its bittersweet making music
G G/F# Em C D
With just my voice and one guitars
G G/F# Em C G G G/F# Em
yeah but I get lost in the warm changing chord line
G D C C/B C/A G
and I hope that they have music where you are
[Verse 2]
Em C G
There'r many turns on the hippy highway
G G/F# Em C D
we make some friends then we make some miles
G G/F# Em C G G G/F# Em
but I always thought that I'd see you again
G D C C/B C/A G
just not on the back page of the New York Times
[Guitar solo]
Em C G
G G/F# Em C D
G G/F# Em C G G G/F# Em
G D C C/B C/Bb G
[Verse 3]
Em C G
Its bittersweet making music
G G/F# Em C D
You work so hard, never to get paid
G G/F# Em C G G G/F# Em
but in the end i think you touche a lot of people
G D C C/B C/A G
who live their lives by the records that you made
[Outro]
G G/F# Em C G G/F# Em C D
ohhh (to the tune of the first two lines)
G G/F# Em C G G G/F# Em
G D C C/B C/A G
Guitar solo over the last two lines
Em C G
Its bittersweet
G G/F# Em C D
ohh oh ohh
[Guitar Solo]
G G/F# Em C G G G/F# Em
G D C C/B C/A G
