Where The Water Runs Still

Where the Water Runs Still I play as written; but you can CAPO 1 , E OR E5, D OR D5 or play it any way you like ;) E D Half a mile along come an old dirt road to a little branch off of buffalo A E There’s a line of pines and a time that is long dead and gone wrinkled hands on a old zip coat D dead man cap and a heart of gold A I grew up where the roots run deep E and the creek runs slow D A E Granddaddy never said to much D when he did you dam sure listened up A E I learned a lot about life and love, and how to hold a fishing pole G A E remembering like it was like yesterday G A B he would look at his creek and then he would turn to me and say...... E D He said boy this life’s is a raging river A an’t like it is sitting right here E D A you get in to deep to fast and way to long E D when you reach you run, and you had enough, A and you finally get your fill G storm on backwater A E when the water runs still D A E E he said son I waded in when I was 18 D yea the sawcuts of town were to small for me A E thought there’s more to life and sweating at a sawmill dream D I realized that the river ran red - of the blood of the those that gave it all they had A E chasing that something that just wouldn’t even be G A E oh, this ant the first time its been said G A B I’m telling you just like my daddy did.... E D He said boy this life’s is a raging river A an’t like it is sitting right here E D A you get in to deep to fast and way to long E D when you reach you run, and you had enough, A and you finally get your fill G storm on backwater A E when the water runs still D A E E how could I have known D I had to find out on my own D A E what my granddaddy was talking about D it’s time to find my way back home A grab his old fishing pole G A B plant my feet on holy ground... E D yea boy this life’s is a raging river A ant like it is sitting right here E D A you get in to deep to fast and way to long E D A when you reach you run, and you had enough, and you finally get your fill G A E come on back boy - where the water runs still D there ant a single bone sad and heavy A that old creak bank won’t forgive D A E there a’nt a soul born north of hell that it won’t heal... D A E so come on back boy where the water runs still D A E D A E come on back boy where the water runs still.