^Am Well ^CI’ll tell you ^Fone thing ^Cthat I know^G You don’t ^Cface your demons ^Amdown. You got to ^Cgrab em jack And ^Fpin em to the ^Gground The ^AmDevil may care, and maybe ^CGod he won’t You ^Ambetter make sure^C you check on the Do’s and ^Gthe Don’ts ^CCrawl up the^AmMountain To reach where the Eagles fly ^CSure you can glimpse from the ^Ammountaintop Where the ^Fsoul of the ^Cmuse ^Dmmight rise. And if you ^Cput it all ^Amtogether You ^Cwon’t have to ^Amlook around ^FYou ^Cknow you ^Dmcast A ^FLong Shadow On ^Amthe Ground ^CThen one day ^FI could ^Cell my ^Gtracks By the ^Choles in the soles of my ^Amshoes And ^Cthat the day ^FI said I’m gonna make the ^Gnews And ^Cfalling in the ^Amgarden ^COf days so ^Amlong ago ^CSomewhere in the^Am memory ^FThe sun ^Cshines on ^Dmyou boy ^CPlaying in the ^AmArroyos where the American rivers flow ^CFrom the Appala^Amchians ^FDown to ^Cthe Delta ^DmRoads A ^Cman can’t think so ^Amlong his brain could well explode There’s ^Ctrains running thru the ^Amjunctions A ^FKing comes ^Cdown the ^Dmroad And if you ^Cput it ^Amall together ^CYou won’t have to look ^Amaround ^FYou ^Cknow ^Dmyou cast. A Long ^FShadow On the ^AmGround ^GListen to the Country the night Jar and the Bell. Listen to the Night streamliner sounding like the wolves of Hell. ^CHead for the ^Amwater the water of the cleansing spell It ^Cwas always are ^Amdestination. On the express ^Fof the Ne’er ^CDo ^DmWells And ^Cwe rock thru Madison ^AmCity. And we ^Cdidn’t even know she was ^Amthere And ^Cwhen we hit the Buffers in ^AmMemphis And ^FBeale street didn’t ^Chave no ^Dmprayer I ^Chear punks talk of ^Amanarchy I hear ^Chobos on the ^Amrailroad I ^Chear mutterings on the ^Amchain-gangs ^FIt was those men who ^Cbuilt the ^Dmroads ^CAnd if you put it all ^Amtogether You ^Cdidn’t even once ^Amrelent ^FYou ^Ccast^Dm a ^FLong Shadow ^GAnd that is ^Amyour testament ^FSomew^Chere in my ^Dmsoul, there’s always Rock and ^CRoll