"Travelin' Lite"
Written & Performed by Max Stalling
from the CD "Wide Afternoon" (Blind Nello Records)

To play along to the CD, capo at the 2nd fret

Intro:  D C D C  G

G
A glaring sun at midday makes it hard to see the road

 	  	  	  	  	  	        C
A lot of miles since last night and a whole lot more to go.

    D 	  	  	  	  	  	  	  	           
The brightness has me blinking, the whole thing's got me thinking

 	  	  	            G 	  	 
On the price of a life of travelin' lite.

G
Trying to live up to the words that some old writer felt

 	  	  	  	  	  	      C
Spend your youth before you die and don't outlive yourself.

    D
But Lord that gets expensive on troubadours and minstrels

                                      G
It's the price of a life of travelin' lite.

Chorus:

D                 C
It's the price of a life, I guess

D            C
The price of a life, I guess

D            C                G
The price of a life, of travelin' lite.

G
I'd like to lay my head down girl, gently in your lap

 	  	  	  	   C 	  	 
Let you stroke my hair as I take a nap.

D 	  	  	  	  	  	 
You could hum a lover's tune underneath your breath
     
                                        G 	 
I can almost see your face but I ain't there yet.


I have lost my mind before, lost my heart a few times for sure
  
         	  	  	     C 	  	 
Lost my way, but I've never lost my keys.

         D   
And I'll tell you this for starters, ships ain't built for harbors

 	  	                      G 	 
It's the price of a life of travelin' lite.

Chorus

Instrumental:  G C D C D C D C G

G
I've got friends who cannot read

and I've got friends with PhDs 

                           C
And everything there is in between

D
And I wouldn't trade a single one


The laughs we've had, the beers we've drunk

                                                    G
A man that don't need friends, he ain't no friend to me


I've got friends from there to here


The payoff from all these ramblin' years

                                     C
If friends were gold I'd be a king I guess

D
Friendship's better than gold or crowns 


Having a bunch won't weigh you down

                                      G C
It's the price of a life of traveling lite

Chorus

G           C
I'm travelin' lite
              G
I'm travelin' lite
G           C                                     G
I'm travelin, travelin, travelin, travelin, travelin  lite
         C                 G
I'm travelin' lite, I'm travelin lite.

C G alternate until the end