Gravel Road by William Elliott Whitmore CAFGC C Am It must be that time of year F G I'm feeling that pull again C Am I've got to get away from here F G Oh get back to where my feet can stand C Am Back to where the trees grow tall F G Ain't a sound for miles around C Am Except for the distant call F G C Of that lonely coyote's howl F C Well life's mysteries unravel when my tires hit that gravel G C And I leave the paved road far behind C Am And every breath I breathe is one step closer to me F G C Easing my worried mind C Am Way back in the sticks F G is where I feel alive C Am where my rusty old '66 F G C won't even go fifty five C Am Nothing can compare F G to the joy that I've found C Am every time I go back there F G C to my own spiritual ground F C Well life's mysteries unravel when my tires hit that gravel G C And I leave the paved road far behind C Am And every breath I breathe is one step closer to me F G C Easing my worried mind C Am I'll make a quart of sweet corn whiskey F G From ten gallons of sour mash C Am Turn a pile of firewood F G C Into a pile of sky grey ash C Am If there's anything left inside me F G That remembers what it's like to feel C Am That cold rain falling on the top of my head F G C And the mud beneath my heels F C Well life's mysteries unravel when my tires hit that gravel G C And I leave the paved road far behind C Am And every breath I breathe is one step closer to me F G C Easing my worried mind C Am And every breath I breathe is one step closer to me F G C Easing my worried mind