Intro
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verse 1
C
Travelin' now on the low highway, three thousand miles to the Frisco Bay
Across the rivers wild and the lonesome plains
Up the coast and down and back again
Am
I saw empty houses on a dead end street
C
People linin' up for something to eat
Am
And the ghost of America watching me
Through the broken windows of the factories
F C Am C
Pickin' bones of a better day as I roll down the low highway
Interlude (C)
verse 2
C
Travelin' now on the low highway by the yellow moon and the light of day
Snow white crown of the mountain tall
To the valley down where the shadows fall
Am
Met a man with a rifle in his hand
C
Been away to battle in a distant land
Am
Taught him to hate taught him to kill
Now he's out on the road with a hole to fill
F C
Nobody knows the price he paid
Am C G/B
So he's taken his toll on the low highway
Interlude Am (2x)
C C G/B Am C
verse 3
C
Travelin' now on the low highway, windows down, listenin'
Wheels turnin' round on the asphalt sayin'
Every sound is a prophecy
Am
Heard an old man grumble and a young girl cry
C
Brick wall crumble, white dove fly
Am
The call for justice and the cry for peace
And the voice of reason and the roar of the beast
F C Am C
And every mile was a prayer I prayed as I rolled down the low highway