Notice: Undefined index: PATH_INFO in /var/www/chordiepro/chord.pere on line 794
ridin out the storm Rodney Crowell
[C]The New York City winter comes in cold grey sheets of steel
[Em]The numbness in his hands and feet is all that he can feel
[F]Alcohol and sterno turns a do[C]orway to a bed
And the ghost of who he might have been l[G]ives on inside his [Am]head
(Verse 2)
[C]In a canyon made of brownstone on a sidewalk icy black
[Em]He wanders nearly barefoot with his righteousness in tact
[F]A man of many mansions in a ca[C]rdboard box replete
He lies sleeping with an angel while his [G]heart pretends to [Am]beat
(Chorus) Strum to the *
[F]The wind blows down on Lonely Street like an ice pick through the air
[Am]Midst the Sunday times and coffee grinds and wino's in Times Square
F *C
Five flights up on Easy Street you know she's safe and warm
[C]Way down low neath a foot of snow he's r[G]iding out the [Am]storm
(Verse 3)
[C]I offered him my winter coat politely he refused
[Em]Like an educated man he spoke with words I seldom use
[F]He said I don't need pity for these ch[C]oices are my own
He bowed his head just slightly and q[G]uietly moved a[Am]long
(Chorus)
(Lead) C
[C]Its not like he's a victim of the homeless life he stalks
[Em]Nor helpless to get back across the fine line that he walks
[F]Riding out the storm means yeste[C]rday's already spent
Tomorrow don't mean nothing it w[G]on't even make a [Am]dent
(Chorus)
[C]Ridin out,Ridin out,Ridin out
[Am]Ridin out,Ridin out,Ridin out
(Repeat to fade)
Important: The song above is NOT stored on the Chordie server. The original song is hosted at www.roughstock.com. Chordie works as a search engine and provides on-the-fly formatting. Chordie does not index songs against artists'/composers' will. To remove this song please click here.
