Chris de Burgh - The storyman

I ^Amlived my ^Amlife in the ^Gwords of a ^AmStoryman, ^AmWatched my ^Amdreams from the ^Gyears gone ^Amby, Heard my ^Cvoice in the ^Gsongs of a ^AmStoryman, ^DAlways by my s^Emide, ^Dalways by my ^Emside;

I ^Amsaw him ^Amfirst in a ^Gcastle by ^Amcandlelight, ^AmTurning ^Amround with a ^Ggolden ^Amkey, I heard a ^Ctrain far ^Gaway, and a ^Amwhistle blow, ^DLike a baby's ^Emcry, '^Dtwas like a baby's ^Emcry;

Ra^Amvens ^Amstood on the ^Gwalls of ^AmJerusalem, ^AmSailors ^Amdanced at the ^Gborder^Amline, Light a ^Cfire on the ^Groad to the ^Amferryman, ^DEmotions running ^Emhigh, ^Din the summer^Emtime;

^CTake me back to the ^Gplaces I've never been, ^CTake me back to ^Ganother ^Ctime, ^CTake me back to a ^Gworld I have never ^Cseen, ^DOnly in my ^Emmind, ^Donly in my ^Emmind;

Late ^Amlast ^Amnight I met ^Gup with a ^Amlady-love, ^AmDressed in ^Amred, didn't ^Gsay ^Amgoodbye, Carry ^Cme to the ^Glast time I ^Amshowed her what ^DTender hands can ^Emdo, and ^DI'll be missing ^Emyou; Chorus -->

^CFollow the light that's shining on to where we will be going, ^GUp to Heaven, Paradise, or to the heart divine; ^CIt's in the echoes of a child, waiting for the journey, ^GThe spirit of one world;

I ^Amlived my ^Amlife in the ^Gwords of a ^AmStoryman......