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Capo: 7th fret Tuning: standard
The haCnds on the clGock keep turAmning roCund They pFoint to the time of the dCay. The tiCme means noGthing with yAmou by my sCide Though soFme time I'll be on my wCay.
(Chorus)
DoAmwn the roCad to where I must go, There's notFhing between you and mCe. I'll taCke a boGat down the riAmver, my lCove And saFil away to the sCea. I'll saFil away to the sCea.
What will you take to remember me by? I've no money to buy you a smile. I can't say the words to bid you farewell, So I'll carry them with me a while. You'll wave goodbye 'till I pass out of sight As you're waving goodbye for good. I can't even take you part of the way I only wish that I could.