| A | D | A | |
| I meant to ask you h | ow to fix that c | ar |
| D | A | |
| I | always meant to ask you about the | war |
| F#m | D | A | |
| And what you saw | across a bridge too | far |
| E | |
| Did it leave a | scar |
| A | D | A | |
| Or how you | navigated | wings of fire and | steel |
| D | A | |
| Up where | heaven had no more secrets to | conceal |
| F#m | D | A | |
| And still you found the | ground beneath your w | heels |
| E | |
| How did it | feel |
| D | A | |
| Bang the drum slowly | play the pipe lowly |
| E | A | |
| To | dust be returning from | dust we begin |
| D | A | |
| Bang the drum slowly I'll | speak of things holy |
| F#m | D | A | E | A | |
| Above and | below me | world w | ithout | end |
| A | D | A | |
| I meant to ask you how when | everything seemed | lost |
| D | A | |
| And your fate was in a game of dice they | tossed |
| F#m | D | A | |
| There was still that line that | you would never | cross |
| E | |
| At any | cost |
| A | D | A | |
| I meant to | ask you how you l | ived what you b | elieved |
| D | A | |
| With | nothing but your heart up your | sleeve |
| F#m | D | A | |
| And if you ever | really were | deceived |
| E | |
| By the likes of | me |
| D | A | |
| Bang the drum slowly | play the pipe lowly |
| E | A | |
| To | dust be returning from | dust we begin |
| D | A | |
| Bang the drum slowly I'll | speak of things holy |
| F#m | D | A | E | A | |
| Above and | below me | world w | ithout | end |
| E | D | |
| Gone now is the day and gone the s | un |
| A | |
| There is | peace tonight all over Arlington |
| E | D | |
| But the | songs of my life will still be | sung |
| A | E | |
| By the | light of the moon you | hung |
| A | D | A | |
| I meant to | ask you | how to plow that | field |
| D | A | |
| I meant to bring you water from the | well |
| F#m | D | A | |
| And | be the one | beside you when you | fell |
| E | |
| Could you | tell |
| D | A | |
| Bang the drum slowly | play the pipe lowly |
| E | A | |
| To | dust be returning from | dust we begin |
| D | A | |
| Bang the drum slowly I'll | speak of things holy |
| F#m | D | A | E | A | |
| Above and | below me | world w | ithout | end |
| From Emmylou Harris "Red Dirt Girl" |
| Nonesuch Records 2000 |
| Poodlebone Music/EMI April Music |