A D
Well he rides into town on the back of a big silver eagle
E7 A
Strapped to his shoulders are the burdens of staying on top
D
And the lines in his face tell the story of an uphill flight
E7 A
You can tell how he feels day by day by the songs that he writes
D
He's loved by millions somehow he's their prisoner as well
E7 A
As he rides down the road in his ten wheeled aluminum cell
D
Now he lives for the day that the eagle will carry him home
E7 A
'Cause the glamour is over nearly all of his seeds have been sown
D E7 A
Let him go silver eagle there must be a better way to fly
D E7
For this great American poet who's singing his songs
A
About the everyday working man's life
D
One night on the road just south of the Idyho line
E7 A
We were smoking some contracts and attempting to alter our minds
D
Then just before daylight Hank pushed back his hat and he said
E7
"Ah we're puttin too much emphasis on bein' a star
A
Can't we do a little bit of living instead"
D E7 A
Let him go silver eagle there must be a better way to fly
D E7
For this great American poet who's singing his songs
A
About the everyday working man's life
D E7 A
Let him go silver eagle there must be a better way to fly
D E7
For this great American poet who's singing his songs
A
About the everyday working man's life