[Intro] G C G C G D C GG C If my words did glow, with the gold of sunshineG And my tunes, were played, on the harp unstrungC Would you hear my voice, come through the music?G D C G Would you hold it near, as it were your own?G C It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are brokenG Perhaps they're better left unsungC I don't know, don't really careG D C G Let there be songs, to fill the airAm D Ripple in still waterG C When there is no pebble tossedA D Nor wind to blowG C Reach out your hand, if your cup be emptyG If your cup is full, may it be againC Let it be known, there is a fountainG D C G That was not made, by the hands of menG C There is a road, no simple highwayG Between the dawn, and the dark of nightC And if you go, no one may followG D C G That path is for, your steps aloneAm D Ripple in still waterG C When there is no pebble tossedA D Nor wind to blowG C You who choose, to lead must followG But if you fall, you fall aloneC If you should stand, then who's to guide you?G D C G If I knew the way, I would take you homeG C G C G D C G Da Da Da Da
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The Greatful Dead
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