Emmylou Harris - The traveling kind

^C#We don't ^Bbmall die ^G#young to ^F#save our ^C#spark From the ^Bbmrava^G#ges of ^F#time But the ^Bbmfirst and l^G#ast to ^F#leave their ^C#mark Some^F#day ^C#bec^Bbmome the ^G#traveling ^C#kind

^C#In the wi^Bbmnd are n^G#ames of p^F#oets past^C# Some were^Bbm fri^G#ends of^F# yours and mine And to t^Bbmhose unsung^G#, we li^F#ft our glass^C# May ^F#thei^C#r s^Bbmongs bec^G#ome the tr^C#aveling kind

^C#We were b^Bbmorn to b^G#rave this^F# tilted w^C#orld With our ^Bbmhear^G#ts laid^F# on the line Be it wa^Bbmy-crossed b^G#oy or r^F#ed dirt girl^C# The ^F#song^C# be^Bbmcomes th^G#e travelin^C#g kind