Am Stood still on a highway
I saw a E7 woman
By the side of the r Am oad
With a face that I knew like my own
Reflected in my w E7 indow
Well she w Am alked up to my quarterlight
And she Dm bent down real slow
A fearful Am pressure p E7 aralysed me
In my Am shadow
She said "Son, what are you E7 doing Am here?
My fear for you has turned me in my gr E7 ave"
I said " Am Mama, I come to the valley of the rich
Dm Myself to sell"
She said " Am Son, this is the r E7 oad to Am Hell" E7
On your j Am ourney 'cross the wilderness
From the d Dm esert to the well
You have s Am trayed upon the motorw E7 ay to Hell Am
...into part 2...
Thanks.
Aimee
Chris Rea
