Rolling Home

Peter, Paul & Mary

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Tom:
Am C G D [Verse 1]
C D7 Truth, with all it's far out schemes, Lets time decide what it should mean
G Gsus4 G It's not the time but just the dreams that die.
G Bm And sometimes when the room is still, Time with so much truth to kill
C G C G Leaves you by the window sill so tied
Am D7 G Without a wing, to take you high,
Am D7 G Without a clue to tell you why.
C D7 Now, I just want to keep my name, not bother anybody's game
G Gsus4 G Without ideas of gold or fame or - insane heights.
G Bm I don't want a lot of money, I don't want a Playboy Bunny,
C G Just a love to call me honey. late at night,
Am D7 G Am D7 G In my arms, by my side, in my arms late at night. [Chorus]
D C D But I don't know, I ain't been told,
C D Ev'rybody wants a hand to hold.
C D They're so afraid of being old,
C D So scared of dying, so unknown
Am C G D And so alone, rollin' home.
[Verse 2]
C D7 Well, I see the ones who crawl like moles Who for a front would trade their souls,
G Gsus4 G A broken mirror's the only hole for them;
G Bm And for you who'd exchange yourselves, Just to be somebody else,
C G Pretending things you never felt or meant;
Am D7 G Am D7 G Hey, you don't live what you defend, You can't give so you just bend.
C D7 Now if you care what people think, Like they supplied some missing link;
G Gsus4 G They'll just stand back and watch you sink so slow.
G Bm They'll never help you to decide, They'll only take you for a ride,
C G After which they'll try and hide the fact that they don't know
Am D7 G Am D7 G What you should do, where you should go, What you should do, where you should go. [Chorus]
D C D But I don't know, I ain't been told,
C D Ev'rybody wants a hand to hold.
C D They're so afraid of being old,
C D So scared of dying, so unknown
Am C G D And so alone, rollin' home. [Verse 3]
C D7 There's nothing big I want to prove, No mountains that I need to move,
G Gsus4 G Or even claim what's right or true for you.
G Bm My sights, my songs are slightly charred, You might think they miss their mark,
C G But things are only what they are and - nothing new
Am D7 G Am D7 G But for me, I think they'll do, But for me, I think they'll do.
C D7 Well, I can see a king and queen, a beggar falling at my feet;
G Gsus4 G They all must see the same sad dreams at night;
G Bm Futility and senseless war, pit the rich against the poor,
C G While cause is buried long before the fight
Am D7 G Am D7 G For what was wrong, for what was right, It's just the strong, who ever says what's right. [Chorus]
D C D But I don't know, I ain't been told,
C D Ev'rybody wants a hand to hold.
C D They're so afraid of being old,
C D So scared of dying, so unknown
Am C G D And so alone, rollin' home.
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