Levellers - The road

^DmWell its headlights, and white lights, and Black Tar Rivers ^GmThey're dragging me ^Bbaround this ^Fcountry as it w^Gmithers ^DmThe billboards, signposts, standing in the way ^GmTell of the state of^Bb the nations^F, that we find ^Gmtoday

And we ^Bbplay and we p^Flay and we p^Eblay To ever^Bby day, every ^Fday, every d^Ebay Every ^Bbday

^DmAnd in the front rooms of old towns far from the city ^GmWith beaten up guita^Bbrs and heart^Fs full of pity ^{Gm Dm}The people gather round singing songs from everywhere ^GmThey're torn from th^Bbe nation, le^Fft without a ca^Gmre

And we ^Bbplay and we p^Flay and we p^Eblay To ever^Bby day, every ^Fday, every d^Ebay Every ^Bbday

And we'll ^Gmrid the bloody ^Fworld for a ^Gmmoment in a ^Bbword And we'll ^Gmrid the bloody ^Fworld cos The ^Ebwords that you heard when you were y^Bboung will always stay The ^Fone's that always stay make the ^Ebworld go away The ^Ebwords that you heard when you were y^Bboung will always stay The ^Fone's that always stay make the ^Ebworld go away Go a^Bbway

^DmWarm night, clear sky, European town ^GmOutside the bars sin^Bbging their h^Fearts out to a ^Gmcrowd ^DmWith open boots, violin, banjo and a voice ^GmThe exiled buskers a^Bbre happy wit^Fh their choice ^Gm