Mon RovÎa - Crooked the road.

Crooked the ^Em7road And the ^Done driving ^Cmaj7 25 y^Em7ears, I k^Dnow You've been unraveling ^Cmaj7

Tell me why did you ^Em7run Run past the d^Dogs and the horses ^Cmaj7 Now you find yourself h^Em7ere Past the d^Do's and don'ts of your choices ^Cmaj7

But if you're l^Em7eaving Know I'll s^Dtay beside that telephone line ^C And tom^Em7orrow We might st^Deal the sun from underneath our e^Cyes

^Em7Mm-mm, mm^D-mm, mm-^Cmm [Bridge] Tennis c^Em7ourts, when I was yours Late night rel^Deasing, sacred floors Got me be^Cmaj7lieving a little morе This p^Cmaj7ain will run its course In the m^Em7orning I saw you therе H^Dolding out your hand If I ^Cmaj7grab it, know that I care 'Cause ^Cmaj7darkness don't look good on you

But if you're l^Em7eaving Know I'll s^Dtay beside that telephone line ^C And tom^Em7orrow We might st^Deal the sun from underneath our e^Cyes Day breaks s^Em7orrow And I still f^Deel the edge of this cold knif^Ce But next to y^Em7ou I laid s^Doftly on this hard ground^C

But next to ^Em7you I laid softly on this hard ground