Alison Krauss & Union Station - The road is a lover

^GI met a ^Fman Traveling ^Adown the r^Doad He ^Glooked me ^C9in the e^Dye And he g^Gave me a ^Fring And he g^Aave me a ^Drose And he t^Gold me some ^C9gypsy l^Die

The ^Droad is a lover You ^Fnever r^Gecover Not ^Dnow or any time ^Gsoon My h^Dead starts to spin When I th^Fink where I've ^Gbeen Playin' ^Dtwin to an old fiddle t^Gune, oh ^C9Oh As the w^Dind chases ^C9after the mo^Don

^GThrough the k^Findness ^AShown me that d^Day I g^Gave him this ^Cmelod^Dy And we s^Gang in du^Fet `Neath the s^Atars in the s^Dky And the sha^Gdows of dan^Ccing t^Drees

The ^Droad is a lover You ^Fnever r^Gecover Not ^Dnow or any time ^Gsoon My h^Dead starts to spin When I th^Fink where I've ^Gbeen Playin' ^Dtwin to an old fiddle t^Gune, oh ^C9Oh As the w^Dind chases ^C9after the mo^Don