G D D B A B A B
I walked a-cross an em-pty land
C C C C C C C C B A C B
I knew the path-way like the back of my han-d.
G D D B A B B B
I felt the earth be-neath my feet
C C C C C C C C B A C B
Sat by the riv-er, and it made me com-ple-te
B G G E B B B D
Oh, sim-ple thing, where have you gone?
D B C C C C C C C C B A B C B
I’m get-ting old, and I need some-thing to re-ly on
B G G E B B B D D B
So tell me when you’re gon-na let me in
C C C C C C C C B A B C B
I’m get-ting tir-ed, and I need some-where to be-gin.
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