Capo on 5th fret
[Verse]
Well, I [Am7]met him in Minnes[C]Minnesota. He was [G]dark and overcas[F]overcast,
with [Am7]long grey hair and e[C]eyes that stared
[G]through me like I was glass.
[F]I asked, "Where are you [Am7]going to?"
He [G]said, "I'm the wind, I'm just [F]blowin' through".
Then [Am7]he lit up a cigarette an[C]and began to talk[G*]talk:
"See the [Am7]doctors told me that my[C]my body won't hold me,
my [G]lungs are turning black[F]black.
Been [Am7]Lucky Strike's fool since I[C]I was at school,
now there a[G]ain't no turning back.
They [F]can't tell me how [Am7]long I've got, [G]maybe months, but maybe no[F]not.
So I'm [Am7]taking this bike and [C]riding to New York[G]York.
[Chorus]
'Cause I [Dm]wanna see my grand[Am7]grand-daughter one last ti[G]time
Want to [Dm]hold her close and [Am7]feel her tiny
[C]Heartbeat next to min[G]mine
Wanna [Dm]see my son and the ma[Am7]man he's become
[C]Tell him I'm sorry for the t[G]things I've done
And I'd [F]do it if I had to wa[Am7]walk [G]
Oh, I'm [F]taking this bike and [G]riding to New York [Am7]
[Verse]
Through the [Am7]forests of Wisc[C]Wisconsin, that [G]I knew as a bo[F]boy
Past the sk[Am7]yline of Chic[C]ago, 'round the l[G]akes of Illinois
[F]I lay my head in a [Am7]motel bed
When my b[G]back get sore and my eyes[F]eyes turn red
And [Am7]listen to the truck[C]trucks roll past my [G]door
Through the f[Am7]ields of Ohi[C]o as the s[G]unshine paints them g[Am7]old
I'll [Am7]run just like a [C]river runs, [G]rapid, quick and cold
[F]Fly through Pennsylv[Am7]Pennsylvania and the J[G]Jersey turn-pike [F]tolls
[Am7]I won't stop 'til [C]I get to New Y[G]York
[Chorus]
'Cause I [Dm]wanna see my gr[Am7]grand-son one last [G]time
Wanna [Dm]see his eyes sp[Am7]sparkling and s[C]stare back into [G]mine
Now my [Dm]time is short, I wanna s[Am7]see my daughter
[C]Tell her I'm sorry for the thin[G]things I taught her
And I'd [F]do it if I had to wa[Am7]walk [G]
Oh, I'm [F]taking this bike and I'm [G]riding to New Yor[Am7]York
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And I'd [Dm]go up to the c[Am7]churchyard one last [G]time
Lay [Dm]flowers down for the wo[Am7]woman who gave me
The [C]best years of my li[G]life
And I'd [F]do it if I had to w[Am7]walk [G]
Yeah, I'd [F]do it if I had to w[Am7]walk [G]
I'm [F]taking this bike and [G]riding to New York[Am7]York