Penny Street

C Am F G (2x) C There's an archway made of brimstone Am A shelter and an open door F G For the tired men or the crippled and the poor C I walk passed the scent of ashtrays Am Any day I decide to roam F Where my feet shall take me G On Penny Street when I'm alone C Am Ahhh... F G I feel good when my feet take me along Penny Street C Guarantees I had about being here Am Years down the road F Trickled off like beading water G And departed like smoke C Memories are foggy but comfy Am It's not often that my mind unwinds F But I feel good when my feet take me G Along Penny Street sometimes C Am Ahhh... F G I feel good when my feet take me along Penny Street C Am There are birds traveling on the skyline F G Guiding my eyes near the sunlight C Am If the wind could talk it'd surely say F G Follow me this way... C And I could leave Am Let my feet take me F G So far from Penny Street...