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Intro:
Fmaj7 Am7 G5 Fmaj7
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Am7 C G5
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Am7 C G F
Well, I met him in Minnesota. He was dark and overcast,
Am7 C
with long grey hair and eyes that stared
G
through me like I was glass.
F Am7
I asked, "Where are you going to?"
G F
He said, "I'm the wind, I'm just blowin' through".
Am7 C G*
Then he lit up a cigarette and began to talk:
Am7 C
"See the doctors told me that my body won't hold me,
G F
my lungs are turning black.
Am7 C
Been Lucky Strike's fool since I was at school,
G
now there ain't no turning back.
F Am7 G F
They can't tell me how long I've got, maybe months, but maybe not.
Am7 C G
So I'm taking this bike and riding to New York.
Dm Am7 G
'Cause I wanna see my grand-daughter one last time
Dm Am7
Want to hold her close and feel her tiny
C G
Heartbeat next to mine
Dm Am7
Wanna see my son and the man he's become
C G
Tell him I'm sorry for the things I've done
F Am7 G
And I'd do it if I had to walk
F G Am7*
Oh, I'm taking this bike and riding to New York
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Am7 C G F
Through the forests of Wisconsin, that I knew as a boy
Am7 C G
Past the skyline of Chicago, 'round the lakes of Illinois
F Am7
I lay my head in a motel bed
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When my back get sore and my eyes turn red
Am7 C G
And listen to the trucks roll past my door
Am7 C G Am7
Through the fields of Ohio as the sunshine paints them gold
Am7 C G
I'll run just like a river runs, rapid, quick and cold
F Am7 G F
Fly through Pennsylvania and the Jersey turn-pike tolls
Am7 C G
I won't stop 'til I get to New York
Dm Am7 G
'Cause I wanna see my grand-son one last time
Dm Am7 C G
Wanna see his eyes sparkling and stare back into mine
Dm Am7
Now my time is short, I wanna see my daughter
C G
Tell her I'm sorry for the things I taught her
F Am7 G
And I'd do it if I had to walk
F G Am7
Oh, I'm taking this bike and I'm riding to New York
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Dm Am7 G
And I'd go up to the churchyard one last time
Dm Am7
Lay flowers down for the woman who gave me
C G
The best years of my life
F Am7 G
And I'd do it if I had to walk
F Am7 G
Yeah, I'd do it if I had to walk
F G Am7(with pinky on 1st string 5ft fret)
I'm taking this bike and riding to New York
Sing along
Well, I met him in Minnesota,He was dark and overcast.
With long, grey hair and eyes that stared
Through me like I was glass.
I asked "Where are you going to?"
He said, "I'm the wind I'm just blowing through."
He lit up a cigarette and began to talk.
Said:
"The doctors told me that my body won't hold me,
My lungs are turning black.
Been a lucky strike's fool since I was at school and there ain't no turning back.
They can't tell me how long I've got,
Maybe months but maybe not,
So I'm taking this bike and riding to New York.
'Cause I wanna see my grand-daughter one last time,
Wanna hold her close and feel her tiny heartbeat next to mine.
Wanna see my son and the man he's become,
Tell him I'm sorry for the things I've done,
And I'd do it if I had to walk.
Oh, I'm taking this bike and riding to New York
Through the forests of Wisconsin that I knew as a boy,
Past the sky line of Chicago,
Round the lakes of Illinois.
I lay my head in a motel bed where my back is sore and my eyes turn red,
Listen to the trucks roll past my door.
Through the fields of Ohio as the sunshine paints them gold.
I run just like a river runs, rapid, quick and cold.
And fly through Pennsylvania and the Jersey turnpike tolls.
And I won't stop 'till I get to New York.
'Cause I wanna see my grand-son one last time.
Wanna see his eyes sparkling and stare back into mine.
Now my time is shorter,
I wanna see my daughter,
Tell her I'm sorry for the things I taught her
And I'd do it if I had to walk.
Oh, I'm taking this bike and riding to New York.
And I'd go up to the churchyard one last time,
Lay flowers down for the woman who gave me the best years of my life,
And I'd do it if I had to walk.
Yeah, I'd do it if I had to walk.
I'm taking this bike and riding to New York."
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