Highways

Intro 
C G Am F C G C G 
C G Am F C G C 

 
                                             F                        C 
There are roads that run through summer sun, through fields of waving corn, 
                          Em            F               G 
Streets that past through city's broken hopeless and forlorn. 
            Am                  Em                   F                  C 
And there a paths that take the traveler down to the banks of the windy blue, 
    F               C                G                 C     G Am G 
But on the highways of my heart, the signs all lead to you. 
 

 
          C                                     F                   C 
There are doors that open cautiously, while the stranger stands and waits, 
                       Em                F               G 
And angels carved with wings and harps upon the mansions gates. 
              Am                 Em               F              C 
And there are blue eyed laughing women with their curtains hung askew, 
F                 C              G                  C 
And as I pass the mizzen-mast my heart cries out to you. 
 

 
          G                               F                C 
There are birds above this harbor, living out their simple fate, 
  G                                           F             G 
I set my sail through the frozen gale and the hours turn to late. 
          Am                 Em                    F                    C 
There's a ghost below and he let's me know what he thinks that I should do, 
    F                C                     G               C 
But let him yell and go to hell 'cause I'm sailing home to you. 
 

Interlude 
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C G Am F C G C 

 
                                        F                 C 
There's a music in the laughter, of the children that you love, 
                        Em                F             G 
The careful hand of the minstrel man, the murmur of the dove. 
            Am            Em          F               C 
There's the rhythm of the ever beaten world we travel through, 
        F               C                  G               C 
But the softest sound I ever found was the silence next to you. 
 

 
          G                                          F                C 
There are roads that run through summer sun, through fields of waving corn, 
G                                       F               G 
Streets that past through city's broken hopeless and forlorn. 
            Am                  Em                   F                  C 
And there a paths that take the traveler down to the banks of the windy blue, 
    F               C                G                 C 
But on the highways of my heart, the signs all lead to you. 
 

Outro 
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(repeat & fade)