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A augmentedA ....... A augmentedA F# minorF#m D MajorD E MajorE A augmentedA
A augmentedA F# minorF#m
It must be that time of year
D MajorD E MajorE
I'm feeling that pull again
A augmentedA F# minorF#m
I've got to get away from here
D MajorD E MajorE
and back to where my feet can stand
A augmentedA F# minorF#m
Back to where the trees grow tall
D MajorD E MajorE
and ain't a sound for miles around
A augmentedA F# minorF#m
Except for the distant call
D MajorD E MajorE A augmentedA
of that lonely coyote's howl
D MajorD A augmentedA
Life's mysteries unravel when my tires hit that gravel
E MajorE A augmentedA
and I leave the paved road far behind
A augmentedA F# minorF#m
Every breath I breathe is one step closer to me
D MajorD E MajorE A augmentedA
easing my worried mind
Repeat same pattern
Way back in the sticks
is where I feel alive
in my rusty old '66
that won't even go fifty five
Nothing can compare
to the joy that I've found
every time I go back there
to my own spiritual ground
I'll make a quart of sweet corn whiskey
from ten gallons of sour mash
I'll turn a pile of firewood
into a pile of sky grey ash
If there's anything left inside me
that remembers what it's like to feel
that cold rain falling on the top of my head