G Burning up your hometown streets could Am Set a fire for the world to catch G Am Burn it up, no need to reconcile G Come and see me, I'm your west end Am Perfect stranger, in America G Am Lady on that state's so full of style Chorus: D C Stand up, turn around, beat it out Bm Am You gotta sound, Joe D Swing low and now I know C Bm Am It's hard to let a brother go, Joe The many boots that you have laced could Tell a story, comin' night and day No one said that you would need a crowd The many lands that you have graced could Make a case that there is no better make And now I only see your face in clouds Chorus - x2 C Bm Am Tell me so C Bm Am Do you know C Bm Am Does it show C Bm Am When I'm low And then again, when I feel your love from Far away I think of yesterday I see a family we know how to smile There comes a time when you must rock Another world and we will get along There comes a time when we will walk that mile Chorus - x2 | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm C D G Bm |