The Plowmans Road

[Ponte] C D G This aint no town for no old losers; C D G This town aint no town for old clowns. Am D Bm This town is just a town for pick-and-choosers Am C D Born here and left to hang around. [Refrão] C D G I am a plowman in my hometown; C D G I clear the roads come every snow, Am D Em And every street tells me some old story Am C D About everyone I ever seemed to know. [Verso 1] C D G I stop sometimes to let the snow fall C D G Let the road before me disappears; Am D Bm I lose myself in some old townie memory, Am C D And drop my plow and try to push it clear. [Verso 2] C D G I hung with the boys bent on drinking; C D G I hung with some to share a song; Am D Bm I hung with a few drawn to thinking Am C D And some who never did belong. [Verso 3] C D G Id pick up Joe and Willy up Bristers Hill C D G And Mendy and Lana off Route Two; Am D Bm Then Hardy and Muscy by the old mill; Am C D It just seemed like the natural thing to do. [Verso 4] C D G Drews Mustang squealing hell all up Main Street, C D G Damons Fury clunking by the bog; Am D Bm Jeannies Cutlass idling at Great Meadows Am C D Scratching hearts on windows in the fog. [Verso 5] C D G I had a other friends for other reasons C D G Weren't nothing much about us much the same; Am D Bm We just lived in the space between the seasons, Am C D Sinking in the swamp on Hawthorne Lane. [Verso 6] C D G I fell for a girl in Sleepy Hollow C D G But, we fell out before the month was gone. Am D Bm I remember her number had two zeroes, Am C D But I cant remember what the hell went wrong. [Verso 7] C D G Sometimes I plow out my old house C D G At the corner of Longfellow Road; Am D Bm Christ, it seems =half the size that it once was Am C D And the stories twice as big when I was old: [Verso 8] C D G This song is too damn long to have an ending. C D G There aint no final page to turn and close; Am D Bm Because the roads I plow are long and bending Am C D Id be a fool to think Ill ever know. [Verso 9] C D G The roads in the night are empty meadows; C D G My trucks a lonely plow upon a field; Am D Bm The headlamps disappear in distant shadows, Am C D And my plow the only sound that I can feel. [Ponte] C D G This aint no town for no old losers; C D G G This town aint no town for old clowns. Am D Bm This town is just a town for pick-and-choosers Am C D Born here and left to hang around. [Refrão] C D G I am a plowman in my hometown; C D G I clear the roads come every snow, Am D Em And every street tells me some old story Am C D About everyone I ever seemed to know. Am D Em And every street tells me some old story Am C D About everyone I ever seemed to know.