G C This light of mine will offer up for handing, G D This light of mine will take you to the brink, G C To feel it all come sweetly flooding over, G D G To feel free, free enough to breath again (Instrumental Verse, banjo enters) G C There's a strange, strange feeling in this city, G D There's a dark, dark figure on the hill, G C And this speechless, wandering committee, G D G Will take all your hope into their will D C Em Calling down, down, down among the lonesome, D C G Crying out, till my voice will make no sound, D C Em Colder hands won't offer any help son, D G Turn it out, turn the boat around (Instrumental Verse) G C There's a glow down there among the breakers, G D Could a calmer wind be calm and true? G C To feel it all come sweetly flooding over, G D G Let the water wash away the new D C Em Calling down, down, down among the lonesome, D C G Crying out, till my voice will make no sound, D C Em Colder hands won't offer any help son, D G Turn it out, turn the boat around D C Em Calling down, down, down among the lonesome, D C G Crying out, till my voice will make no sound, (Accompaniment out, slow guitar strums only) D C Em Colder hands won't offer any help son, (Accompaniment back in) D G Turn it out, turn the boat around D G Turn it out, turn the boat around (Slower) D G Turn it out, turn the boat around
