Dan Fogelberg - The river

I was ^Gborn by a ^Friver^{G Am} Rolling ^Gpast a ^Ftown ^{G Am} Given ^Gno direc^Ftion ^{G Am} Just told to ^Gkeep my ^Fhead down ^Dm As I took my po^Amsitio^Gn ^Dm A man fired a ^Amgun^{G Dm} I was so steeped in tra^Amdition I ^Gcould not ^Fru^Gn

I was ^Graised by a ^Friver^{G Am} Weaned u^Gpon the ^Fsky ^{G Am} And in the ^Gmirror of the ^Fwaters^{G Am} I saw myself ^Glearn to ^Fcry ^Dm As the tears hit the ^Amsurfa^Gce ^Dm I saw what had been ^Amdon^Ge ^Dm I gave feet to my ^Amfreedom and ^GI did ^Fru^Gn

^GSomeday ^Amlater ^{G F} I saw the ^Gwriting in the ^Amdust ^{G F} It told me ^Ghow I should ^Amtravel ^{G F} It told me ^Gwho I ^Amwas^{G F G}

I ran ^Gfar from the ^Friver^{G Am} Far as ^GI could ^Fsee ^{G Am} And as the ^Gsun hit my ^Fshoulders^{G Am} I felt it ^Gburning ^Fme ^{Dm F Dm} How I longed for the ^Amwate^Grs ^Dm As the fire ^Amrag^Ged ^Dm How I longed for the ^Amriver as ^GI ^Fag^Ged

I will ^Gdie by a ^Friver^{G Am} As it ^Grolls a^Fway ^{G Am} Bury ^Gme in the ^Fnight time^{G Am} Do not ^Gwaste the ^Fday ^Dm High above the ^Amwate^Grs ^Dm That roll on to the ^Amsea^{G Dm} All the angels in ^Amheaven will ^Glaugh at ^Fme ^Am They will ^Glaugh at ^Fme ^Am They will ^Glaugh at ^Fme They will ^Glaugh at ^Amme

My life was ^Gnaught but a ^Friver ^{G Am} Rolling ^Gthrough my ^Fbrain ^{G Am} Made of so ^Gmany ^Fteardrops ^{G Am} Made of so ^Gmuch ^Ampai^Gn ^F