John Fogerty - Comin down the road

It ^Chappened just this mornin', you know I ^Fwoke up feelin' so ^F7good, The ^Csun came over the mountain, just like I ^G7always knew it ^Gcould. ^CHad another dream about music, you know the ^Fkind that they used to ^F7play, ^CThere was everyone that I ^Glove to hear, ^Fmarchin' to their own pa^Crade.

And they were ^Ccomin' down the road, ^Fplayin' that rock n' roll, And ^Cdontcha feel good 'cause they're ^Gcomin' down the ^Croad.

^CSaw that old Orpheum Theatre, I heard a tho^Fusand screamin' guitars^F7, And ^Cthere was a greasy-haired boy with a wiggle, they ^G7thought he was a man from ^GMars, ^CRollin' along with the Fat Man, a piece of ^Fcountry-fried blueberry ^F7pie, I ^Csaid to myself "Let me ^Ghear it on the hill, just ^Fone time, one time be^Cfore I die."

And they were ^Ccomin' down the road, ^Fplayin' that rock n' roll, And ^Cdontcha feel good 'cause they're ^Gcomin' down the ^Croad.

And they were ^Ccomin' down the road, ^Fplayin' that rock n' roll, And ^Cdontcha feel good 'cause they're ^Gcomin' down the ^Croad. 3x