Raining In Portland

A F#m D E A F#m It’s raining in Portland but I’m still glad to be here D E I love the northwest and I don’t mind the gray A F#m Feels like there’s lots of old hippies like me here D E Suits me just fine is what I’ve got to say C#m D The world is so crazy and angry and greedy Bm F#m E Turn off the TV, turn from the fray A F#m I can’t explain it, I can just say that D E A it felt great to wake up in Portland today A F#m D E A F#m Life in the folk lane is har dly a highway D A E It’s more like a bike path with Holiday Inns A F#m Once I was 14 and dreaming that someday D E I’d travel along it and see where it ends C#m D 14 could never see 60 too clearly Bm F#m E 60 sees 14 not fading away A F#m Got no dreams to make up, no bones to take up D E A Just felt great to wake up in Portland today A F#m D E A F#m D E Bm F#m E April gray and white A E F#m Cold that can’t convince Bm A E Something changed the light D E I was standing in A F#m Hotels and highways can blur in the rearview D E till where you are going is where you have been A F#m Somehow in Portland there’s something to steer to D E something to lift you and usher you in C#m D Bridges and pine trees, gray sky and water Bm F#m E hushed all the bother, washed it away A F#m Something got mended, stirred up and blended D E A kindly attended in Portland today. A F#m D E A F#m Something got mended, stirred up and blended D E A kindly attended in Portland today.