High, Low And In Between Chords by Townes Van Zandt

_ I come from [D] a long [A]
line, _ _ _ _ [D] high and low [G] and in [D] between, _ _ _ same as [A] you.
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_ Hills of gold and _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] piles of [D] poison, _ _ [G] time's [A] thrown me through.
_ _ _ _ [D] _ And I believe _ I've come [G] to learn _ that [A] turning _ _ [D] _ around _ is to become _ [A] confusion.
_ And _ [D] _ the gold's [G] no [D] good [A] for spending, _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ and the poison's hungry waiting. _ _ _
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_ _ _ What can [D] you leave [A] behind _ _ _ [D] _ when you're flying [G] lightning [D] fast [G] _ and all [A] alone? _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ Only a trace, my friend, _ _ _ _ _ spirit of [G] motion born [G] and [D] direction grown.
_ [A] And _ _ _ a trace that will _ not [G] fade in _ frozen [D] _ _ _
skies, and your journey [A] will be.
_ _ _ _ [D] And if a shadow [G] _ [D] don't seem [A] much company, _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ well, who said _ it would be? _ _ _
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_ _ _ There is the [D] _
[A] highway _ and _ [D] _ _
the [G] homemade loving [D] kind.
_ [G] The [D] _ [A] highway's mine, _ _ _ _ _ and us [G] ramblers will get the [D] traveling done.
You fathers build with _ stones, a [A] stand you shine. _
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Heaven's [G] where you find it, [A] _ _
and [D] you _ _ can't take too much [A] with you. _ _ _
_ _ [D] Oh, but daddy, [G] _ _
don't [A] you listen. _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ It's just this [A] highway talking _ to _ _
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[A] _ all [D] things that [A] are alive. _
_ _ _ [D] Our [G] brothers in [D] the soil _ [G] and in [A] the sky, _ _ _ _ _ [D] and I believe it with my blood, _ [G] if not [A] my eyes.
_ [D] _ [A] _ _
[D] _ I don't know why we [G] can't [A] be brothers _ [D] _
here.
_ _ I know we should [A] be.
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_ [G] Answers [D] don't [A] seem easy, _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
and I'm wondering if they could be. _
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