| D | A | D | A | D | A | G | |
| First warm day in all these | months |
| D | A | |
| All the sunlight made me | drunk |
| G | D | |
| Made me feel like I could | run |
| A | G | |
| Made me feel like I was | young |
| D | A | G | |
| So I went out all on my | own |
| D | A | |
| I told no one where'd I'd | go |
| G | D | A | |
| Anyway I did not | know I only knew I had to | go |
| G | D | |
| Out beyond the iron | gate |
| Bm | G | A | D | D | A | D | A | |
| Out there where you | said | you'd | wait |
| D | A | G | |
| Gotten used to living h | ere |
| D | A | |
| Call it habit call it | fear |
| G | D | |
| Though I had glanced your way for | years |
| A | G | |
| Til today I'd never da | red |
| D | A | G | |
| But it was easy slipping | through |
| D | A | |
| Easy as the morning | dew |
| G | D | |
| That lingers til the afternoo | n |
| A | |
| And rises back into the | blue |
| G | D | |
| Out beyond the iron | gate |
| Bm | G | A | D | D | A | D | A | |
| Out there where you | said | you'd | wait |
| SOLO |
| D | A | G | |
| There you were right by my s | ide |
| D | A | |
| Reaching down to lift me | high |
| G | D | |
| I held on with all my | might |
| A | |
| Held on to a world made | right |
| G | D | |
| Out beyond the iron | gate |
| Bm | G | A | D | D | A | D | A | |
| Out there where you | said | you'd | wait |
| D | A | D | A | |
| I heard voices all a | round | Someone lifted off the | shroud |
| G | D | |
| I saw my children gather | round |
| A | |
| Now I will tell them what I f | ound |
| G | D | |
| Out beyond the iron | gate |
| Bm | G | A | D | D | A | D | A | |
| Out there where you | said | you'd | wait |
| SOLO |
| From Richard Shindell "Reunion Hill" |
| Shanachie Records 1997 |