62 Richmond Acordes

	  



Am 
He walked to many highways, Jumped to many trains 
   C 
He hooked to many walleye, He always knew the way 
                 G 
He swam too many oceans, Saved too many lives    
   F 
He always told the truth, He could always spot the lie 
   Am 
He made too many dollars, His words were always making sense 
        C 
But he dreamed the biggest dreams, He leapt the highest fence 
       G 
And He wrote too many songs, Read too many books 
       F 
And he loved too many woman, Stole too many looks 


C                             G 
And the morning light, was exposed 
       F 
At bus stop. Confusion's got him cornered 
C                   G                 F 
Waitin to be saved by the revolution 
Am            C    G      D-G     Am 
but all that comes is the 62 Richmond 

Am 
And he danced all night on Friday, He put back 50 shots 
       C 
but he never felt that he whisky, His mind held the clearest thoughts 
       G 
He new best place for breakfast, Where to find the cheapest lunch 
                F 
He could make a picture perfect pancake, He could brew a perfect punch 
Am 
He wasn't much of boxer, But her never lost a fight 
       C 
He was stronger than a horse, Faster than the light 
        G 
He knew all the best cities, Places to steer clear 
            F 
He held his head high through every door, Never felt an ounce of fear 

C                             G 
And the morning light, was exposed 
       F 
At bus stop. Confusion's got him cornered 
C                   G                 F 
Waitin to be saved by the revolution 
Am            C    G      D-G     Am 
but all that comes is the 62 Richmond 

Am 
He could run for 30 hours, He could hold his breath for days 
           C 
He build a house right out of chipboard, That would never waste away 
       G 
And he fought in every great war, But he never lost his pride 
       F 
He did what he had to do, Just to keep up his stride 
        Am 
He gave away his life's savings, but he'd save his best for last 
            C 
He knew the right time to make a move, Just when he should pass 
           G 
He had the wildest sense of humour, And his laugh would hit the sky 
         F 
He could smell how you where feeling, Be a friend til the day you died 

C                             G 
And the morning light, was exposed 
       F 
At bus stop. Confusion's got him cornered 
C                   G                 F 
Waitin to be saved by the revolution 
Am            C    G      D-G     Am 
but all that comes is the 62 Richmond