Earl Thomas Conley - Crowd around the corner

Those ^Bmstormy years leave ^F#mdeep and endless ^Gtrails across his ^Dface He'll wander back when ^Amorning rolls a- ^Dround For it's an ^Bmold man's right to ^F#mspend his life just ^Gsearchin' for a ^Dplace Where he can sit and ^Awatch the sun go ^Ddown Times ^Bmrun it's course and ^F#mfreed the horse that ^Gpulled him through the ^Dprime And placed a different ^Alight above their ^Dbrow Now ^Bmtowering rows of ^F#mbuildings grow in ^Gfields they left be- ^Dhind And life seems twice as ^Aheavy as a ^Dplow

So ^Bmcrowd around the corner, boys, and ^Dtake your good old time And pass along a piece of yester- ^Gday A ^Bmtender breeze of ^F#mmemories is ^Gblowin?f through your ^Dmind Softer than those ^Astrands of silve- ^Dgrey

With ^Bmgolden chains the ^F#mold men cling to the ^Gwatch inside the ^Dvest That tells them when it's ^Atime to move a- ^Dlong Just ^Bmrambling through the ^F#mavenues, they'll ^Gsometimes stop to ^Drest But it's hard to find the ^Aplace where they be- ^Dlong

So ^Bmcrowd around the corner, boys, and ^Dtake your good old time And pass along a piece of yester- ^Gday A ^Bmtender breeze of ^F#mmemories is ^Gblowin?f through your ^Dmind Softer than those ^Astrands of silve- ^Dgrey