Philmont On My Mind chords by Warren Smith

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:
D

Verse 1:
     D
I’ve been on the road a day and a half,
           G                     D
I ain’t no sleep, I ain’t had no nap,
                                             A
When I caught my first sight of the Tooth of Time.
        D
I gotta thousand miles of road behind me,
        G                     D
But the mountains of HoME are ahead,
                         A        G     D
And I’ve got nothing but Philmont on my mind.

Chorus:
      D                   G         D
On my mind Miranda, on my mind Beaubien.
                                              A
On my mind those rangers and wranglers I call friends.
         D
Well the stars above me are shining bright,
                     G        D
And the mornings are cool and fine,
                         A        G     D
And I’ve got nothing but Philmont on my mind.


Verse 2:
     D
I’ve been on the trail for a week and a half,
               G                      D
I ain’t had no shower, I ain’t had no bath,
                                              A
I’m dirty and smelly, but brother that’s just fine,
        D
Cuz I’m standin’ on a mountain two miles high,
              G        D
Surrounded by wind and sky,
                         A        G     D
And I’ve got nothing but Philmont on my mind.


Chorus:
      D                   G         D
On my mind Miranda, on my mind Beaubien.
                                              A
On my mind those rangers and wranglers I call friends.
         D
Well the stars above me are shining bright,
                     G        D
And the mornings are cool and fine,
                         A        G     D
And I’ve got nothing but Philmont on my mind.


Bridge:
         G
Where we go from here is not so clear,
    D
The future I don’t know,
          E                         A
But it’ll be alright as long as I recall the hills of HoME.


Chorus:
      D                   G         D
On my mind Miranda, on my mind Beaubien.
                                              A
On my mind those rangers and wranglers I call friends.
         D
Well the stars above me are shining bright,
                     G        D
And the mornings are cool and fine,
                         A        G     D
And I’ve got nothing but Philmont on my mind.

Outtro:
                         A        G     D
Yes I’ve got nothing but Philmont on my mind.