The Felice Brothers - Triumph 73

I k^Emnow those s^Cteps lead to your d^Goor Bu^Emt I won't be ^Cclimbing them no m^Gore Th^Emere's too many ^Cboys been d^Gown that way be^Cfore

I'd ^Emrather b^De On my^G Triump^Ch '73 Town ^Gis watch^Cing as I^G pass Th^Emrowing sh^Cadows on the working^G class I ^Emwas once l^Cike them b^Gut now I'm fly^Eming fast

Stra^Emight out of t^Down as the ra^Gin patters d^Cown I ca^Emn hea^Cr his footsteps f^Gall Walki^Emng throu^Cgh your lamp-lit ^Ghall He l^Emooks like a ^Dchild, I look^G like nothing at ^Call The ^Emway I sa^Dil Beh^Gind a stormy v^Ceil

Now^Em you're slipp^Cing off your g^Gloves His^Em heart is bea^Cting like a frightened d^Gove Jus^Emt another fo^Dol In t^Ghe dreaded art of l^Cove

So^Em long, Su^De Th^Gough I know not what I^C'll do Ai^Emn't gonna joi^Cn the marine c^Gorps Ai^Emn't gonna fig^Cht no rich mans^G war Th^Emere's too ma^Cny boys gone ^Gdown that way b^Cefore

I'd^Em rather b^De On ^Gmy Triumph^C '73 Now^G I'm passing^C over the pl^Ganes 95 ^Emin the pa^Cssing la^Gne Ch^Emasing the w^Dind De^Gspite it drivin^Emg away

Wa^Emy out w^Dest Th^Gough I wish you all of the ^Cbest