Written by Brett James
(To Match Recording) Intro: (A) (D) (E) (F#m) (D) (E) It's late at (F#m) night and I'm (D) lying (E) here And the (A) only (E/G#) sound I (F#m) hear Is the (D) sound of a (E) song Blowing (F#m) in on the (D) wings of the (E) wind Down the (A) road and (E/G#) round the (F#m) bend And through the (D) window to my (E) room (D) I'm miles from town and I (Esus) lie here all a(E)lone (D) I know exactally where that (Esus) music's coming (E) from On the (A) darkside (D) of the (E) moon Where there's a (F#m) neon sign Outside an (D) old sal(E)oon Across a (A) crowded, (D) smoke filled (E) room You can (F#m) hear a band, bang out a (D) country (E) tune (D) Where Hank and Patsy still do (E) 7 shows a week (D) And I can hear them sing (E) to me From the dark side of the (A) moon Repeat Intro Years a(F#m)go I'd (D) spend my (E) time Chasin' (A) fire(E/G#)flies all (F#m) night Out be(D)yond that old (E) barn When in the (F#m) wind, after (D) daddy'd gone (E) in And I was (A) all al(E/G#)one ag(F#m)ain, somewhere (D) out on that (E) farm (D) I'd hear a fiddle cryin' (Esus) through the willow (E) trees (D) I knew that up there, Hank was (Esus) callin' (E) me Repeat Chorus (D) I know it's crazy but I (Esus) swear it's (E) true (D) If you'd only listen close, you'd (Esus) hear it, (E) too Repeat Chorus Fade out...
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