Hollow Coves - The open road

H^Dere I am in this old town S^Gtill dreamin' of the open road I^D've been here for far too long T^Ghere's so much more than this, I know

I^Dt's been years since I've been gone I^G miss the way it feels to roam T^Dhis urge that's grown inside my heart T^Go pack my bags and hit the road

I^A'm dreamin' of the ^Droad again^G S^Aet f^Dree in the w^Gind F^Aeels like we've ^Dfound home a^Ggain O^An the ro^Dad that's grown w^Githin

W^De will fill the tank and make our way D^Gown windy tracks and beaten roads W^De'll drive away from this old town A^Gnd find a place we've never known W^Dith the summer sun over o^Apen plains With the w^Dindows down, we'll drive ^Galong And our h^Dearts will grow as our t^Aroubles fade a^Gway

I^A'm dreamin' of the ^Droad again^G S^Aet f^Dree in the w^Gind F^Aeels like we've ^Dfound home a^Ggain O^An the ro^Dad that's grown w^Githin

O^Aoh,^D ooh-o^Goh O^Aoh,^D ooh-o^Goh O^Aoh,^D ooh-o^Goh O^Aoh,^D ooh-o^Goh

I^A'm dreamin' of the ^Droad again^G S^Aet f^Dree in the w^Gind F^Aeels like we've ^Dfound home a^Ggain O^An the ro^Dad that's grown w^Githin