Intro: G Gmaj7 G7 G6 G+ G G+ G6 G+ D7 D9
Verse 1:
G Gmaj7
Heav-en sent the prom—ised land.
G7 G6
Looks all right-from where I stand,
G+ G G+ G6 G+ D7 D9
’cause I’m the man—the out–side look-ing in.
G Gmaj7 G7 G6
Wait-ing on the first—-step,show me where the key is kept.
G+ G G+ G6 G+ D7 D9
Point me down the right line,be-cause it’s time—
G G7 C Am7
to let me in–from the cold.–Turn my Lead–in-to gold,–
G G7
’cause there’s a chill wind blow-in’ in–my–soul,
D7
and I think I’m grow-ing cold.
D9
Verse 2:
G Gmaj7 G7 G6
Fire_bright by can–dle–light_ and her by my side.
G+ G G+ G6 G+ D7 D9
Or if she pre-fres, we need ne–ver stir a–gain.
G Gmaj7
Some-one sent the prom–ised land.
G7 G6
Oh, I grabbed_it with both hands.
G+ G G+ G6 G+ D7 D9
Now I’m the man on the in-side—look-ing out.
G D7 C Am7
Hear me shout.–Come on in. What’s the news?–Where you been?
G G7 D7 D9
‘Cause there’s no–wind left in–my soul,and I’ve–grown old.
G Gmaj7
Flash the read-ies. Wot’s…uh the deal?
G7 G6
Got to make it to the next meal.
G+ G G+ G6 G+ D7 D9
Try to keep—up with the turn–ing of——the wheel.
G Gmaj7
Mile after mile,stone af–ter stone,
G7 G6
you turn to speak,–but you’re alone.
G+ G G+ G6 G+ D7 D9
Mil-lion miles from home,—-you’re on—-your own.
G G7 C Am7
So let me in—from the cold. Turn my lead–in-to gold,
G G7
’cause there’s a chill wind blow-in’ in my soul,
D7
and I think I’m grow-ing cold.
Outro: D9/G
Verse 1:
G Gmaj7
Heav-en sent the prom—ised land.
G7 G6
Looks all right-from where I stand,
G+ G G+ G6 G+ D7 D9
’cause I’m the man—the out–side look-ing in.
G Gmaj7 G7 G6
Wait-ing on the first—-step,show me where the key is kept.
G+ G G+ G6 G+ D7 D9
Point me down the right line,be-cause it’s time—
G G7 C Am7
to let me in–from the cold.–Turn my Lead–in-to gold,–
G G7
’cause there’s a chill wind blow-in’ in–my–soul,
D7
and I think I’m grow-ing cold.
D9
Verse 2:
G Gmaj7 G7 G6
Fire_bright by can–dle–light_ and her by my side.
G+ G G+ G6 G+ D7 D9
Or if she pre-fres, we need ne–ver stir a–gain.
G Gmaj7
Some-one sent the prom–ised land.
G7 G6
Oh, I grabbed_it with both hands.
G+ G G+ G6 G+ D7 D9
Now I’m the man on the in-side—look-ing out.
G D7 C Am7
Hear me shout.–Come on in. What’s the news?–Where you been?
G G7 D7 D9
‘Cause there’s no–wind left in–my soul,and I’ve–grown old.
G Gmaj7
Flash the read-ies. Wot’s…uh the deal?
G7 G6
Got to make it to the next meal.
G+ G G+ G6 G+ D7 D9
Try to keep—up with the turn–ing of——the wheel.
G Gmaj7
Mile after mile,stone af–ter stone,
G7 G6
you turn to speak,–but you’re alone.
G+ G G+ G6 G+ D7 D9
Mil-lion miles from home,—-you’re on—-your own.
G G7 C Am7
So let me in—from the cold. Turn my lead–in-to gold,
G G7
’cause there’s a chill wind blow-in’ in my soul,
D7
and I think I’m grow-ing cold.
Outro: D9/G
