If my words did
G
glow with the gold of
C
sunshine
And my tunes were played on the harp un
G
strung
Would you hear my voice come through the
C
music
G
Would you hold it
D7
near
C
as it were your
G
own
It's a hand-me-
G
down, the thoughts are
C
broken
Perhaps they're better left un
G
sung
I don't know, don't really
C
care
G
Let there be
D7
songs
C
to fill the
G
air
When
G
there is no pebble
C
tossed
Reach out your
G
hand, if your cup be
C
empty
If your cup is full, may it be a
G
gain
Let it be known that there is a
C
fountain
G
That was not
D7
made
C
by the hands of
G
men
There is a
G
road, no simple
C
highway
Between the dawn and the dark of
G
night
And if you go, no one may
C
follow
G
That path is
D7
for
C
your steps a
G
lone
You who
G
choose to lead must
C
follow
But if you fall you fall a
G
lone
If you should stand then who's to
C
guide you
G
If I knew the
D7
way
C
I would take you
G
home