Passenger - Keep on walking

^FLast night I couldn’t sleep I got up and started ^Bbwalking ^FDown to the end of my street And on into ^Ctown Where I ^Fhad no one to meet And I had no taste for ^Bbtalking ^Bbm Seems I’^Fm talking my whole life It’^Cs time I listene^Fd now

Well, I ^Fwalked past the late night boys With their bottles in their ^Bbdoorways And I ^Fwalked past the business men Sleeping like babies in their ^Ccars And I ^Fthought to myself for some You may be lost in more ways then ^Bbone ^Bbm But I’ve ^Fa feeling that it’s more fun Then knowing ^Cexactly where you ^Fare

^FAnd like a ^Bbstorm Carried on the ^Friver And like a ^Bbboat Sailing on the ^Csea And I keep on ^Fwalking Oh, I keep on ^Bbwalking^Bbm Till I ^Ffind that old ^Bblove or that old ^Bbmlove ^CComes to ^Ffind me

I ^Fwalked into the morning Felt the warm sunlight forming on my ^Bbshoulders Cause it ^Fhit me with no warning

In my ^Clungs Ain’t i^Ft funny how the kids walk by Doing anything to make themselves look ^Bbolder^Bbm While the ^Fwomen spend their money on ^CAnything that makes them look ^Fyoung

^FAnd like a ^Bbstorm Carried on the ^Friver And like a ^Bbboat Sailing on the ^Csea And I keep on ^Fwalking Oh, I keep on ^Bbwalking^Bbm Till I ^Ffind that old ^Bblove or that old ^Bbmlove ^CComes to ^Ffind me

^FOh, Lord ^BbLord Oh, Lord ^FLord Oh, Lord ^BbLord Oh, Lord^C Lord

^FAnd like a ^Bbstorm Carried on the ^Friver And like a ^Bbboat Sailing on the ^Csea And I keep on ^Fwalking Oh, I keep on ^Bbwalking^Bbm Till I ^Ffind that old love or that ^Bbold love ^CComes to ^Ffind me

Till I ^Ffind that old love or that ^Bbold love ^CComes to ^Ffind me