Em  C       G
Its bittersweet making music
G        G/F#  Em C                D
With just my   voice    and one guitars
         G  G/F#  Em         C              G          G  G/F#  Em
yeah but I get   lost in the warm changing chord line
       G                   D               C    C/B  C/A  G
and I hope that they have music where you are


[Verse 2]
               Em C                G
There'r many turns   on the hippy highway
G        G/F#  Em     C                 D
we make some friends then we make some miles
      G  G/F# Em          C             G    G  G/F# Em
but I always thought that I'd see you again
         G                D               C    C/B  C/A G
just not on the back page of the New York Times


[Guitar solo]
          Em  C     G
G   G/F#  Em  C     D
G   G/F#  Em  C     G    G  G/F# Em
          G   D     C    C/B  C/Bb G



[Verse 3]
          Em C           G
Its bittersweet making music
G        G/F# Em  C             D
You work so hard, never to get paid
     G  G/F# Em            C                G      G  G/F# Em
but in the end i think you touche a lot of people
     G                       D                 C    C/B  C/A G
who live their lives by the records that you made

[Outro]
G G/F# Em  C  G        G/F# Em  C             D
ohhh (to the tune of the first two lines)
     G  G/F# Em            C                G      G  G/F# Em
     G                       D                 C    C/B  C/A G
Guitar solo over the last two lines

          Em C           G
Its bittersweet
G G/F# Em  C       D
ohh oh ohh

[Guitar Solo]
G  G/F# Em            C                G      G  G/F# Em
G                       D                 C    C/B  C/A G