Wheels

Wheels - Nanci Griffith Bm Bm A He took a plane to New York City G F#7 To chase his fortune on the Wall Street plan Bm A Now he is stranded in Manhattan G F# Bm Yet the Southeast Texas coast still calls his name A He said come on wheels, give up a ticket, oh G F#7 Hello thunder, won't you roll him home Bm A Oh a needle and thread could mend his heartache G F# Bm Old moon give way to the day and hand him the sun Bm A There is no shelter for the lonely G F#7 And the Northeast women speak of a different tongue Bm A There are days he cries so loudly G F# Bm That the southern rain blows north to ease his heart A He said come on wheels, give up a ticket, oh G F#7 Hello thunder, won't you roll him home Bm A Oh a needle and thread could mend his heartache G F# Bm Old moon give way to the day and hand him the sun Bm A G F# Bm A Northern harbor take care of my blue boy   G F#7 Let your city give him warmth for his hands Bm A He will be happy, his heart won't long for G F# Bm His home on the Southeast Texas coast again A He said come on wheels, give up a ticket, oh G F#7 Hello thunder, won't you roll him home Bm A Oh a needle and thread could mend his heartache G F# Bm Old moon give way to the day and hand him the sun Bm A There are days he cries so loudly G F# Bm That the southern rain blows north to ease his heart