Low Road

	  		
Intro: Am  C (2x) 

        Am 
I lost everything 
     C 
I fell out of a daydream 
      F                       Dm 
At the door of a long lost friend 
      Am 
And I cried aloud 
        C 
Without an inch of pride 
     F                     Dm 
I knew I had reached the end 

    Am 
An old and lonely man 
     C 
Saw me sittin on the curb 
    F                      Dm 
He reached out an took my hand 
           Am 
He said I know your song 
       C 
And I know your name 
      F                      Dm 
And there was a time that I felt the same 

 
            C 
But it's a low low road 
              F 
You've gotta roll down 
              Dm                Am 
Before you find your way, my friend 
            C 
And it's a high, high hill 
           F 
You've gotta climb up 
              Dm       G      C 
Before you get to the top again 


( Am  C ) (2x) 

Am             C 
I held on so dearly 
         F                   Dm 
To the wrong things in my life 
Am                 C 
But now I see so clearly 
        F                    Dm 
I was walking into my own knife 
             Am  
You've got to get up off that street 
        C 
Stop looking at your feet 
            F                Dm 
And take a hold of something real 
      Am              C 
And this old man, took my hand 
     F                       Dm 
He looked at me and said, little girl, I understand 


            C 
Thats a low low road 
              F 
You've gotta roll down 
              Dm                Am 
Before you find your way, my friend 
            C 
And it's a high, high hill 
           F 
You've gotta climb up 
              Dm       G      C 
Before you get to the top again
 

Ponte:
 
F                                        Am 
And there was a time that I thought that I knew it all 
F                                       Am 
And there was a place that I thought I could call my own 
F                  G          Am 
But it all came crashing down and I looked around 
  Dm                               F        G C F Dm 
And I knew that things would never be the same 

(ow low road 
You've gotta roll down 
Before you find your way,) 
         Am 
my friend 
          C 
And it's a high, high hill 
             F 
You've gotta climb up 
           Dm         G      C 
Before you get to the top again 

It's a low low road 
You've gotta roll down 
Before you find your way, my friend 
And it's a high, high hill 
You've gotta climb up 
Before you get to the top again 
Cause it's a low, low road 
You've gotta roll down 
It's a low, low road 

( Am  C )