by: Ray Wylie Hubbard CD: Dangerous Spirits From: Andrew@lyonap.force9.co.uk D Intro: D Dangerous spirits are at large in the hills D cold dark wings is in the air DG some have been lost to the shadows within the light DAD some are beyond the reach of prayer D I myself have stood with the ravens in the rain D a darkness in my heart and a younger face DG and with a stolen chestnut mare and a blue navy colt DAD I was above the law outside the bounds of grace D With a pistol in my hand and no kindness in my eyes D I wore these as a badge high in fashion DG but I had to walk away from the powder and the flame DAD the reason was not fear it was compassion D I let my revolver fall from my hands D and put on the coat of a pilgrim DG now there is more to me than between my hat and boots DAD and the treasures I own no one can steal them Solo D Now I stand in the dirt with the dust on my boots D the road that I choose is less travelled DG the flag that I follow is full of holes and torn DAD and its sacred threads can never be unraveled D And I have met a woman who is in my breath and bones D she's at ease in either calico or leather DG she prays to a god who does not hurt or hate DAD she wears earrings of crystals and feathers Solo D Since I left my revolver in the dirt D I have known peace since that hour DG and now I see my life passing before my eyes DAD as a petal falling from a flower D Ah but there are dangerous spirits are at large in the hills D cold dark wings is in the air DG some have been lost to the shadows within the light DAD some are beyond the reach of prayer Outro solo