Del Barber - 62 Richmond (capo 5)


Am
He walked to many highways, Jumped to many trains
   C
He hooked to many walleye, He always knew the way
                 G
He swam too many oceans, Saved too many lives   
   F
He always told the truth, He could always spot the lie
   Am
He made too many dollars, His words were always making sense
        C
But he dreamed the biggest dreams, He leapt the highest fence
       G
And He wrote too many songs, Read too many books
       F
And he loved too many woman, Stole too many looks


C                             G
And the morning light, was exposed
       F
At bus stop. Confusion's got him cornered
C                   G                 F
Waitin to be saved by the revolution
Am            C    G      D-G     Am
but all that comes is the 62 Richmond

Am
And he danced all night on Friday, He put back 50 shots
       C
but he never felt that he whisky, His mind held the clearest thoughts
       G
He new best place for breakfast, Where to find the cheapest lunch
                F
He could make a picture perfect pancake, He could brew a perfect punch
Am
He wasn't much of boxer, But her never lost a fight
       C
He was stronger than a horse, Faster than the light
        G
He knew all the best cities, Places to steer clear
            F
He held his head high through every door, Never felt an ounce of fear

C                             G
And the morning light, was exposed
       F
At bus stop. Confusion's got him cornered
C                   G                 F
Waitin to be saved by the revolution
Am            C    G      D-G     Am
but all that comes is the 62 Richmond

Am
He could run for 30 hours, He could hold his breath for days
           C
He build a house right out of chipboard, That would never waste away
       G
And he fought in every great war, But he never lost his pride
       F
He did what he had to do, Just to keep up his stride
        Am
He gave away his life's savings, but he'd save his best for last
            C
He knew the right time to make a move, Just when he should pass
           G
He had the wildest sense of humour, And his laugh would hit the sky
         F
He could smell how you where feeling, Be a friend til the day you died

C                             G
And the morning light, was exposed
       F
At bus stop. Confusion's got him cornered
C                   G                 F
Waitin to be saved by the revolution
Am            C    G      D-G     Am
but all that comes is the 62 Richmond