Wide Open Spaces
By Ed Burleson
CD: My Perfect World – 1999
Tabbed By Larry Mofle
rmofle at satx.rr.com
12/28/2004


           D                 G
I dream of wide open spaces, far away places
        D            A
Where a man can be a man
           D                      G
I dream of lookin’ out my window, out where the grass grows
         D        A          D
Where no concrete spoils the land


Chorus:
G
What are we comin’ to
D
What are we gonna do
A
When all the things that are good are gone
G
Have we all forgotten
    D
The things that make life worth livin’
A     
Like Texas, family and home



I think about all the time I spent sittin’ under an oak tree
And smelling the fresh air Lord and feelin’ the breeze
I think about all the people livin’, always takin’, never givin’
With no care for a brother man or his need

Chorus

Solo

Now the hills hold the highways, planes fill the skyways
It seems everything’s been touched by a man’s progress
Yeah if progress is what they call it, then that’s what it is I guess
But all in all it seems to me a big ol’ mess

Chorus

Yeah, have we all forgotten
The things that make life worth livin’
Like Texas, family and home