xTake Care The Road You Choose E If I ever get out of these shoes B E And I shrug off a skin or two I'll come looking in all the wasted places B E Beat-up, last ditch rendezvous A E If it had been some other place, some other time to find me A E If I had been in my right mind not looking for ghosts behind me B A Then I'd hold you with my fingers burning B A Kiss your little tears of yearning B A But sometimes there's no turning E Take care the road you choose If I ever get out of my mind Guillotine myself to stop me dreaming And let my heart go where it will Without those other voices screaming Some take the high, some take the low, some take the straight and narrow Some still standing at the crossroads, some fly like an arrow With my radar I'll find you, darling No regrets to blind you, darling And never look behind Take care the road you choose by: José Duarte [email protected]
