Intro x 2

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Verse 1:
C                                         Am     
Way back then, when the days were young
      G       C            
Oh we had our fun
C                                     Am                                
Never worried much about being cool
                  G            C                            
Or growing old to play the old fool


F                           C
Part of your life you spend paying your dues
F                    C           G
Walking the miles or singing the blues
    C                                          Am                                             
But If Iím born into a pair of ramblin' shoes
              G         C                         
I'll tell you what Iíll do
C                                             
I'll take my wings with a heart thatís true
    Am                G      C
And find the way, the way to you



Chorus: 
C               Am         G      C
oooh-hoo-hoo-oh-oh-oh  the way to you
C               Am         G      C
oooh-hoo-hoo-oh-oh-oh  the way to you


C    Am    G    C 


F                           C
Part of your life you spend paying your dues
F                         C       G
Walking the miles in your old man shoes
C                                            Am
When I finally find the way to shake loose
       G         C
I know what I'll do
     C                                            
Iíll hang my worry on a golden noose
    Am                G      C
and find the way, the way to you


Chorus


C                                        Am
When we're all old and withering sages
                   G          C
talkin' 'bout what might have been
C                                       Am
like a missing line or torn out pages
            G        C
we're gonna miss you then

F                    C
Walking the miles or singing the blues
F                     C            G
Learning to love what god gives to you
C                                                Am
And If he gave me rockets on the bottom of my shoes
           G        C
I tell you what I'd do
    C     
I'd burn my sole where the sun was new
    Am              G      C         
And find my way, my way to you