Long Black Road Into Tulsa Town

	  		
 


Intro: C  G  Dm  (2x)  C 

             G                   Dm               Am  F 
I got a world of trouble in mind, the pilgrim said 
                    C            Bb         F   C 
Need something to believe in, or someone to be 
        G                        Dm                  Am    F 
I got a mountain of worries just piling up inside my head 
                    C                Bb           G   F 
It's a curse of the worst kind for a dreamer like me 


              G               E7                   Am  F 
So he climbed up alone on the Turkey Mountain Ridge 
                     C             G      F 
He looked out at the people on the plain 
       G                     E7                        Am      F 
He saw god that night in the sleepy river and the city lights 
                   C              G 
But he felt like a loser just the same 


 
            Am        C       F 
Woah, woah, states of misery 
          C  
States of grace 
G           Am       C           G 
Trouble and joy on a young man's face 
      C   C/B   Am      Am/G F 
Swing low sweet chariot  
        C  
Take me down 
     Dm         Am        G     C     G C  
That long black road into Tulsa town 



               G                   Dm              Am      F 
"Well, I gotta roll these tumbling dice again", he sighed 
                     C               Bb           F    C 
"Leave it up to good fortune and the draw and the deal. 
               G                Dm                        Am  F 
I gotta put my life out on that table and just let it ride 
                     C                   Bb        G       F 
Slip away from these hounds of love that nip at my heels" 


                G                  E7                Am 
But over on the back porch, in the early morning rain 
       F              C          G 
Sits a girl with a mirror in her smile 
F                    G                    E7           Am            F 
Insubstantial as the summer breeze, as it disappears into the trees 
                     C             G 
But she holds his eye for a little while 


 
            Am        C       F 
Woah, woah, states of misery 
          C  
States of grace 
G           Am       C           G 
Trouble and joy on a young man's face 
      C   C/B   Am      Am/G F 
Swing low sweet chariot  
        C  
Take me down 
     Dm         Am        G     C     G 
That long black road into Tulsa town 

  

Instrumental: C  G  Dm    C  G  Dm 
              C  G  Dm    F    G    C 


                  G                          Dm              Am     F 
One dreamer got a job someplace, they say he got his life on track 
                C                    Bb            F   C 
One dreamer got married, they say he sleeps in the sun 
                G                             Dm                       Am F 
One dreamer got strung out young, you know he never really did bounce back 
                  C                  Bb         G 
One dreamer got a second chance, and others got none 


F                           G                E7        Am 
This dreamer's sitting on a park bench, in a city far away 
       F             C              G 
And he tells you the stories of his youth 
F                   G                   E7                 Am             F 
Forcing a laugh and making a joke outta being lonesome and silly and broke 
                   C                  G 
But he still makes room for a little truth 


 
            Am        C       F 
Woah, woah, states of misery 
          C  
States of grace 
G           Am       C           G 
Trouble and joy on a young man's face 
      C   C/B   Am      Am/G F 
Swing low sweet chariot  
        C  
Take me down 
     Dm         Am        G     C      
That long black road into Tulsa town 
G     C   C/B   Am       Am/G F 
Swing low sweet chariot  
        C  
Take me down 
     Dm         Am        G      
That long black road into Tulsa 
           C     C/B  Am  Am/G  F  G  C 
Into Tulsa town