Dm
Said I raised some hell, and did it well. In my younger years
G                                                        Dm
And I shed some blood and innocence. and man i've shed some tears

And i tramped around from town to town, By greyhound and by rail
G                                                          Dm
I've tasted true freedom, and lord spent some nights in jail

And i've had my share, of guilt to bare. And things i won't speak of
Cause i've beat some months with evil. And i've lost my heart on love
I've had friends who lied and friends that died, and friends that come and go
But it's just the way, it has to be. When your home is the road

C               G                          Dm
So when you hear, that whistle blow
C                   G                     Dm
Said you'll hear why i've got to go
And I'll find you in the end don't you know
I said i'll find you round the end of the road

I'll try to find a simple kind of life to call my own
But it's just so hard to settle down when you've lived your life alone
Yeah I'll do my best to lay to rest, my bitterness and pain
And I'll be here in this old ghost town until I hear that train

So when you hear that whistle blow
You'll hear why I have got to go
And I'll find you in the end, don't you know?
I said I'll find you at the end of the road
Yeah, I'll find you at the end of the road
I hope you see me at the end of the road



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