Chords for Chuck Ragan: Vagabond - Out Of the Ordinary

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_ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ _ lot _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[Dm] of the songs that I write are traveling songs, [B] road songs.
And one [D] of the hardest things about doing what we do, I [F#] have a passion for playing [B] music.
You know, most of the people [Dm] that I travel with and I'm on the road with, we all share that [B] passion.
We [G] love sharing music.
We love playing [B] music.
We love traveling and being a part of music communities.
But [G] one of the toughest things about doing [N] what we do is being away from the people that
we love, being away from our loved ones, our partners, our wives, you know, our families.
And, [Bm] you know, [B] this is just one of those road songs about, you know, [E] just, [B] you know,
always waking up in a different place and dreaming of [Bm] the one back home that you love the most.
It's called [B] Vagabond. _
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I'm a vagabond just [D] running along in [A] a skid stretch of the drag.
I [Bm] don't see much at all [D] but I don't give a damn.
[A] Brought it on myself [D] this time.
[Bm] I'm waiting [D] in line trying to keep my [G] boots dry.
[A] All I remember laying [Bm] my head.
And one morning I [D] smiled when I closed my [A] eyes.
It sure was a place to be scared.
[Em] I'm scared about myself [A] sometimes.
[D] But in the pit of addiction and doubt.
[Em] I ain't get along with the wrong side of things.
[D] _ _ _ [A] [Bm] I'm a vagabond [D] just wandering [A] along passing time [D] in reverie.
[A] I [Bm] don't care much at all [D] but don't give me [A] room and play the cards I was [D] dealt to me.
[A] I may lose [D] my mind from time to [A] time but I know I've [Bm] made my bed.
I've lived it, I've cried and I'm willing to die [A] to wake up [Bm] clear instead.
[E] Scared about myself [A] sometimes.
[D] But in the pit of addiction and doubt.
I'm [Em] waking up [A] on the wrong side of [Bm] things. _ _
[Em] I'm waking up on [A] the wrong side of [D] things. _
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[A] I can't play [Bm] it sweet.
I lost [D] track of it.
I just lost my head.
[A] I'm getting some of the shots [Bm] but the heartstrings [G] I'm gonna cut [A] out of my chest.
Cause there ain't much time.
[D] No there ain't [A] much time.
[D] No there ain't [A] much time.
For [G] the wrong.
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[Em] Still I find myself [A] sometimes.
But [D] in the pit of addiction and doubt.
[Em] I'm waking up [A] on the wrong side [Bm] of things. _
_ _ [E] I'm waking up on the wrong side of things.
I'm a vagabond just [A] wishing in trades.
[D] To lose the fool got up in the days.
[Em] I'm waking up [A] on the wrong side of you [Bm] and me.
I'm _ waking [Em] _ up [A] on the wrong side of [Bm] things.
_ _ _ [D] I've been waking up [A] on the wrong side of you and [D] me. _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [N] There you go.
That's a vagabond. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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