A Mission

 
C                 G                        Am 
Now I am standing alone at the top of your hill 
C              G                                    Am 
With no one to meet me and no one’to pick up the bill 
C                G                             Am 
Guess that’my drinking has become a form of religion 
C                       G                     Am 
I pray to it nightly on knees like a devoted christian 

 
C         G    Am F 
And now I am a no one 
C         G     Am   F 
And now I am a known one 


C                       G                      Am 
You are the river, but baby, you know I can't swim 

You run through me coldly through mountains, through trees and through hills 

Guess that my drinking has become a form of a prison 

And next to a veteran I lay on a cot, in a mission 

 
C         G    Am  F 
And now I am a no one 
C         G     Am    F 
And now I am a known one 
C         G    Am  F 
And now I am a no one 
C         G     Am    F 
And now I am a known one