Bm A Bm There is a place that hides its face just this side of the sun Bm A Bm You can get there in your bad dreams or down Highway 21 Bm A Bm The wind, it burns your skin and blows them tumbleweeds around Bm A Bm And it mixes with the humming of that lonesome highway sound When youre just a poor boy you do just what your told And you watch the taillights shine up off the blacktop on the road St. Christopher, release me from this captive spell, I pray And send me down a blackbird for to haul my soul away Chorus: G D When you work at Manheim Station, you know life moves pretty slow A Bm That sunll beat you down like a stepchild and you got nowhere to go G D You just fill them cars with gasoline and look for things to do A Bm While you wait all day for a pretty little thing like you Ive seen the rain come down and I have braved the cold And Ive watched the world pass by me from the side of the road Ive seen the old folks come to waste their days in groves like old oak trees And Jack, I swear to Kerouac, that wont happen to me Chorus One day east of Manheim, the sun will cease to rise Lightning bolts will swarm the air and clouds will fill the skies Im gonna wait till they aint lookin and Ill slip out with the wind And swim o-er to that golden shore and not come back again Chorus
