The Way It Is

D Dmaj9 It's a plume of dust down an old dirt road, G And hanging off the rails at the rodeo. D Dmaj9 A back verandah with creaking boards, G And the dark rage of a thunderstorm. D Dmaj9 The stockman's bar at an old bush pub, Bm G And chasing mickey's through the scrub. D Dmaj9 It's planting seeds and praying for rain, G A And the red dust running through your veins. G D It's just the way it is, it's the way it goes, G A D When my wheels hit the gravel road it feels like home. G Bm G It's the way of life, it's the life I live, D A And I'm right where I want to be. D That's the way it is. D Dmaj9 It's a corrugated iron shed G And work boots on a backdoor step. D Dmaj9 Scones in the oven and preserves in jars, G Talking prices at the saleyards. D Dmaj9 It's long straight roads and one horse towns, Bm G And sheep dogs bringing the mob around. D Dmaj9 It's she'll be right and having a go, G A It's good on ya mate and what do ya know? G D It's just the way it is, it's the way it goes, G A D When my wheels hit the gravel road it feels like home. G Bm G It's the way of life, it's the life I live, D A And I'm right where I want to be. D That's the way it is. D G D G A INSTRUMENTAL D A/Db It's the eerie still in the grey of dawn, G/B G Fields of wheat and rows of corn. D A/Db A rusty tank and flaking paint, G/B G A weary digger on Anzac Day. D A/Db It's the dreamtime land and Uluru, Bm G Aborigine didgeridoo. D A/Db It's battered hats and calloused hands, G A The spirit of a hard won land. G D It's just the way it is, it's the way it goes, G A D When my wheels hit the gravel road it feels like home. G Bm G It's the way of life, it's the life I live, D A And I'm right where I want to be. Em Em/F# A A patch of ground and you and me. D That's the way it is. G D G Ohhhh, it's just the way it is. D G That's the way it is. D G D Yeah, that's the way it is.