Dave Gunning - House by the stream

He never worried when a ^Fday would end He'd just ^Amwatch the cars drive ^Fby ^C Sitting in the twilight of his ^Flife, he felt a friend To the ^Dmhighway running just out^Cside

The porch was his rest stop, he was ^Fborn inside If he caught your ^Ameye, he'd wave and ^Fsmile And I ^Cwondered if he knew me from the ^Flast time I passed by A thought that ^Dmstayed with me for another ^Cmile ^G

And no one ^Fstopped only ^Chalfway there The ^Amold house down by the ^Fstream ^G But halfway ^Fthere was ^Chome to him ^Am He settled in his worn out easy ^Fchair To sit awhile^G and smile while he ^Dmdreamed In his ^Fhouse by the ^Cstream

Those days on the farm had long ^Fdisappeared But his dad's last ^Amwords, he'd hold on^Fto While ^Cwaving at the highway, a life ^Fdriving past each day But a ^Dmsmile might have dried a ^Ctear ^G

And no one ^Fstopped only ^Chalfway there The ^Amold house down by the ^Fstream ^G But halfway ^Fthere was ^Chome to him ^Am He settled in his worn out easy ^Fchair To sit awhile^G and smile while he ^Dmdreamed In his ^Fhouse by the ^Cstream

The trees went first, then gravel trucks rolled ^Fin A four lane took ^Amshape a mile a^Fway Too ^Cfar to see the highway, life's ^Froad dark and empty A new road ^Dmopened on this closing ^Cday ^G

And no one ^Fstopped only ^Chalfway there The ^Amold house down by the ^Fstream ^G But halfway ^Fthere was ^Chome to him ^Am He settled in his worn out easy ^Fchair To sit awhile^G and smile while he ^Dmdreamed In his ^Fhouse by the ^Cstream ^F

But no longer does he dr^Dmeam In his ^Fhouse by the ^Cstream ^{F C F}