Susan Tedeschi - Follow

Let the ^Ariver ^Dsus2rock you like a ^Acradle ^{Dsus2 A}Climb to the ^Dsus2treetops, child, if you're ^Aable ^Dsus2 Let your ^Ahands tie a k^Dsus2not across the ^Atable. ^{Dsus2 A}Come and ^F#mtouch the things you can^Bmnot feel. ^Dsus2 And^A close your^Dsus2 fingertips and^A fly where I can't^Dsus2 hold you ^A Let the ^Dsus2sun-rain fall and ^Alet the dewy clouds ^Dsus2enfold you ^A And maybe ^Dsus2you can sing to ^Ame the words ^Dsus2I just told you, ^A If ^F#mall the things you ^Bmfeel ain't what they ^Dsus2seem. ^AAnd don't ^Dsus2mind me ^A'cause I ain't ^Dsus2nothin' but a ^Adream. ^{Dsus2 A Dsus2}

The ^Amocking bird ^Dsus2sings each different ^Asong ^Dsus2 Each ^Asong has ^Dsus2wings - they won't stay ^Along. ^{Dsus2 A}Do those who ^Dsus2hear think he's ^Adoing wrong? ^{Dsus2 A}While the church bell ^Dsus2tolls its one-note ^Asong ^Dsus2 And^A the school bell is ^Dsus2tinkling to the ^Athrong. ^{Dsus2 A}Come here ^F#mwhere your ears cannot ^Bmhear. ^Dsus2 And ^Aclose your ^Dsus2eyes, child, and ^Alisten to what I'll ^Dsus2tell you ^A Follow ^Dsus2in the darkest ^Anight the sounds that may im^Dsus2pel you ^A And the song that ^Dsus2I am singing may ^Adisturb or serve to ^Dsus2quell you ^A If al^F#ml the sounds you hear ^Bmain't what they ^Dsus2seem, Then ^Adon't ^Dsus2 mind me ^A'cause I ain't ^Dsus2nothin' but^A a dream ^{Dsus2 A Dsus2}

^A The rising ^Dsus2smell of fresh-cut g^Arass ^Dsus2 Smo^Athered cities ^Dsus2choke and yell with ^Afuming gas ^Dsus2 I ^Ahold some ^Dsus2grapes up to t^Ahe sun ^Dsus2 And ^Atheir flavour ^Dsus2breaks upon my ^Atongue. ^Dsus2 With^A ea---^Dsus2ger tongues ^Awe taste our strife ^Dsus2 A^And fill our ^Dsus2lungs with ^Aseas of life. ^{Dsus2 A}Come taste and ^F#msmell the waters ^Bmof our time. ^Dsus2 And^A close your^Dsus2 lips, child, so^A softly I might^Dsus2 kiss you, ^A Let your ^Dsus2flower perfume ^Aout and let the winds ca^Dsus2ress you. ^A As I ^Dsus2walk on through the gar^Aden, I am hoping I don't^Dsus2 miss you ^A If all^F#m the things you taste ain't ^Bmwhat they seem, ^{Dsus2 A}Then don't ^Dsus2mind me '^Acause I ain't ^Dsus2nothin' bu^At a dream. ^{Dsus2 A Dsus2}

The su^Dsus2n and moon both a^Arise ^{Dsus2 A} And we'll ^Dsus2see them soon through ^Adays and nights ^Dsus2 But ^Anow silver leaves ^Dsus2are mirrors, bring de^Alights. ^Dsus2 And the ^Acolours of your ^Dsus2eyes are fiery ^Abright, ^Dsus2 While ^Adarkness blin^Dsus2ds the skies with ^Aall its light. ^{Dsus2 A}Come see whe^F#mre your eyes can^Bmnot see. ^Dsus2 And ^Aclose your ^Dsus2eyes, child, and ^Alook at what I'll ^Dsus2show you; ^A Let your ^Dsus2mind go reeling out ^A and let the breezes ^Dsus2blow you, ^A And maybe ^Dsus2when we meet then ^A suddenly I will ^Dsus2know you. ^A If al^F#ml the things you see ^Bmain't what they seem^Dsus2, Then ^A don't ^Dsus2mind me ^A'cause I ain't ^Dsus2nothin' ^Abut a dream. ^Dsus2