Mark Erelli - French king

^GDriving home on the Mohawk Trail last ^Dnight Am I ^Emnameless as the dry leaves in my ^Cheadlights When I ^Gsaw a state trooper running out onto the French King ^DBridge ^EmFlashlight sweeping the darkness over^C the edge ^{G D Em C}

On a ^Gfair day you can see the Green Mountains turn^D blue ^EmStanding on the French King watching the river roll^C through And on a ^Gmoonless night the black wind howls^D and moans And the ^Emriver moves like a serpent a ^Chundred feet below

So ^Groll on river, restless for the ^Dsea ^Am Take this valley, wash it ^Cclean ^GWho can say where a soul will find ^Dpeace ^Am Who will keep the river from the ^Csea

I ^Gthought of a shepherd, his flock bedded down for the ^Dnight And the ^Emeyes of the wolves moving just beyond the ^Cfirelight And my ^Gown little child asleep in his ^Dbed As I ^Emdrove on into the darkness up a^Chead

So ^Groll on river, restless for the ^Dsea ^Am Take this valley, wash it ^Cclean ^GWho can say where a soul will find ^Dpeace ^Am

^CWho will keep the river from the ^Gsea [Outro] G D Em C G D Em C