Chuck Ragan - Revival road

^FFare thee well old friends Fare thee ^Gwell we go ^AmBurning up fuel and ^Froad Oh but ^Fbet your stars One ^Gday we'll return For ^Amrevival, ^Gsin and ^Fsoul

Well the ^Amcolor of road Is as ^Fblack as the coal The ^Gold-timers burnt into ^Fash And the ^Amlines laid in gold Lead us ^Fall the way home We ^Gfollow them as hours ^Fpass While the ^Fdiesel engine's humming like the ^Frain... ^G All while the ^Frubber tires are burning up to ^Fsing... ^G

Fare thee ^Fwell old friends Fare thee ^Gwell we go ^AmBurning up fuel and ^Froad Oh but ^Fbet your stars One ^Gday we'll return For ^Amrevival, ^Gsin and ^Fsoul

Heading ^Amdown, heading south Come ^Fsouth we head north To the ^Gwest where the west never ^Fwon ^AmChasing lonesome ^Fwhistle bells And ^Giron to falling ^Fsuns While the ^Fdiesel engine's burning like a ^Ftrain...^G In that ol^Fd familiar Norfolk southern ^Fway... ^G

Fare thee ^Fwell old friends Fare thee ^Gwell we go ^AmBurning up fuel and ^Froad Oh but ^Fbet your stars One ^Gday we'll return For ^Amrevival, ^Gsin and ^Fsoul For ^Amrevival, ^Gsin and ^Fsoul

So ^Flong... So ^Glong... So ^Amlong... So ^Flong... So ^Flong... So ^Glong... So ^Amlong...

Fare thee ^Fwell old friends Fare thee ^Gwell we go ^AmBurning up fuel and ^Froad Oh but ^Fbet your stars One ^Gday we'll return For ^Amrevival, ^Gsin and ^Fsoul ^{F F} For ^Amrevival, ^Gsin and ^Fsoul