Bob Dylan - Paths of victory

^BbThe trail is dark and dusty The ^Ebroad is kind of r^Fough, But the ^Bbgood road is a-waiting And ^Ebboys it ain't far ^Foff.

^BbTrails of troubles, ^EbRoads of ^Fbattles, ^BbPaths of victory, We ^Fshall ^Bbwalk. ^BbI walked down to the valley, I turne^Ebd my head up h^Figh. ^BbI seen that silver linen' That ^Ebwas hangin' in t^Fhe sky. ^BbTrails of troubles, ^FRoads of b^Bbattles, ^BbPaths of victory, ^EbWe shall wa^Flk. ^BbThe evenin' dust was rollin', ^EbI was walking down the tr^Fack. ^BbThere was a one-way wind a-b^Flowin' ^Ebit was blowin' at my b^Fack. ^BbTrails of troubles, ^BbRoads of battles, ^EbPaths of vi^Fctory, ^BbWe shall walk.

^EbThe gravel road is b^Fumpy, ^BbIt's a hard old road to ride, ^BbBut the clearer road's up yonder

^EbWith the cinders on the s^Fide. ^BbTrails of troubles, ^EbRoads of ba^Fttles, ^BbPaths of victory, ^EbWe shall wal^Fk.

^BbTha mornin' train was movin', ^EbThe hummin' of its wh^Feels, ^Bbtold me of a new day ^Ebcomin' across the f^Field. ^BbTrails of troubles, ^EbRoads of bat^Ftles, ^BbPaths of victory, ^EbWe shall wa^Flk.