Chris Rea - Road to hell part 1 2

^AmStood still on a highway I saw a ^Ewoman By the side of the r^Amoad With a face that I knew like my own Reflected in my w^Eindow Well she ^Amwalked up to my quarterlight And she ^Dbent down real slow A fearful ^Ampressure paral^Eysed me In my ^Amshadow She said "Son, what are^E you d^Amoing here? My fear for you has turned me in my ^Egrave" I said &^Amquot;Mama, I come to the valley of the rich ^DMyself to sell" She said &^Amquot;Son, this is^E the roa^Amd to Hell" On your j^Amourney 'cross the wilderness From the d^Desert to the well You have s^Amtrayed upon the m^Eotorway to ^AmHell

Well I'm^Am standing by the river, But the ^Dwater doesn't flow. ^FIt boils with every ^Epoison - You can ^Amthink of.

And I'm ^Amunderneath the street light, The ^Dmdelighted of joy I know, ^FScared beyond bel^Eief, Way down in the ^Amshadows.

And the ^Cperverted fear of violence, ^GChokes a smile on every face, ^FA common sense is ringing,^E out the bells. This ^Amain't no technological break^Dmdown, Oh-^Fno, this is the ^Eroad to ^Amhell.

And as the ^Croads jam up with credit, ^GAnd there's nothing you can do, ^FIt's all just bits of paper, ^EFlying a way from you. Oh ^Amlook out world take a good look, ^DLook who's down there, F (E) Am You must learn this lesson fast, and learn it well.

This ^Amain't no upwardly mobile ^Dfreeway, Oh-^Fno, this is the ro^Ead, This is the ^Eroad, This is the ^Eroad ... ^Amto hell.