To Live is To Fly - Ryan Bingham
This is Ryans version of Townes Van Zandt

G			D
Well days up and down they come
G		   D
Like rain on a conga drum
D		A
Forget most, remember some
    G			D
But don’t turn none away

Everything is not enough
And nothings too much to bare 
Where you been is good and gone
All you keep is the getting there

	G	    D
Oh to live is to fly
     G		A
Both low and high
D			A
Shake the dust off of your wings
G			D
Sleep out of your eyes

We all got holes to fill
Them holes are all thats real
Some fall on you like a storm
Some times you dig your own
Choice is yours to make
Time is yours to take
Some sail upon the sea
Some toil upon the storm

Oh to live is to fly
Both low and high
Shake the dust off of your wings
The tears out of your eyes

Well goodbye to all my friends
It’s time for me to go again
Well think about the poetry
And the pickin down the line
I’ll miss the system here
The bottoms low and the trebles clear
But it don’t pay to think to much
You’ve got the things that you leave behind

Oh to live is to fly
Both low and high
Shake the dust off of your wings
Sleep out of your eyes
Shake the dust off of your wings
The tears out of your eyes