Peter Bradley Adams - The longer i run

When my ^Cmblood runs warm with an ^Bbold red w^Ebine I m^Bbiss the life that I l^Abeft be^Ebhind And when I ^Cmhear the sound of the ^Bbblackbird's c^Ebry I ^Bbknow I left in the n^Abick of ti^Ebme

Well this ^Cmroad I'm on's gonna ^Bbturn to s^Eband And ^Bbleave me lost in a f^Abar-off la^Ebnd So let me ^Cmride the wind 'till I ^Bbdon't look b^Eback And for^Bbget the life that I a^Ablmost ha^Ebd

If I ^Abwander 't^Cmill I d^Ebie May I ^Abknow whose h^Cmands I'm i^Gm7n And if my ^Abhome I'll n^Cmever f^Ebind ^BbThen let me l^Abive aga^Ebin

The ^Eblonger I run then the l^Abess that I fi^Ebnd Selling my soul for a ^Abnickel and d^Ebime ^EbBreaking my heart to k^Abeep singing these rh^Ebymes And ^Bblosing a^Cmgain

Tell my ^Cmbrother please not to ^Bblook for m^Ebe I ^Bbain't the man that I u^Absed to be^Eb But if my ^Cmsaviour comes could you ^Bblet him k^Ebnow I've go^Bbne away for to s^Abave my so^Ebul

If I ^Abwander 't^Cmill I d^Ebie May I ^Abknow whose h^Cmands I'm i^Gm7n And if my ^Abhome I'll n^Cmever f^Ebind ^BbThen let me l^Abive aga^Ebin

The ^Eblonger I run then the l^Abess that I fi^Ebnd Selling my soul for a ^Abnickel and d^Ebime ^EbBreaking my heart to k^Abeep singing these rh^Ebymes And ^Bblosing a^Cmgain