Robert Francis - Something tells it not to

^C Wheels on cement, shadows slope ^Edown ^C I ^Am7come from a ^Amcity not ^Cfar from this ^Dtown With only the ^Amroad as a vision The ^Dmoon over ____ and ____ prison

The ^Cwind is a kettle ^BmMy heart, a^C drum

^C The ^Am7____ gotta^Am ______ just to ^Cknow where it's ^Dfrom When I ^Ammet him at the junction With __^D___________ middle ache ^Am You can't bite the hand that feeds you If ^Dhe don't wanna shake

I'm going ^Cdown I'm goi^Bmng ^Cdown I'm goi^Bmng ^Cdown C * I'm going down