D
There's a fork in the road,
G D
can't seem to make up my mind.
D
Don't know which way to go,
G D
and I'm sure running out of time.
A
I'm all alone with my suitcase in my hand,
G
can't find my ticket to the promise land.
D
There's a fork in the road,
G A D
can't seem to make up my mind.
[Verse 2]
D
Well there's frost on the pumpkin,
G D
the air is taking on a chill.
D
I can't find my milk and honey,
G D
I don't believe I ever will.
A
Somebody's got my pony and I'm left here like a fool,
G
my saddles on the fence and I'm sitting there to.
D
There's frost on the pumpkin,
G A D
the air is taking on a chill.
[Break]
D G A D
Lines on my face, growing day by day.
D G A D
Chasing you baby's going to put me in my grave.
D G A D
Tears in my eyes,sky's are bound to fall.
A
Looking for cover can't see anything at all.
[Verse 3]
D
There's a fork in the road...
A
I'm all alone with my suitcase in my hand,
G
can't find my ticket to the promise land.
D
There's a fork in the road,
