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HWhere am I Bound Tonight




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G                        Am
I sit and I dream by the fire of old spells
 D7                         C           G
Blessed with the good times. I recall still.
                         Am
The bad, have all faded, gone is the chill
      D                    C             G
As I sip and recall by the fire of old spells.

G                                    Am
There’s peace in the valley and the old folks have gone
D7                        C             G
To wherever they go when old folks go home.
                                    Am
The breeze it blows gently and the autumn leaves fall
      D7                            C             G
The birds quickly gather for their long journeys call

Bm                        Am
I sit and I dream by the fire of old spells
 D7                           C          G
Blessed with the good times. I recall still.
                         Am
The bad, have all faded, gone is the chill
      D                    C              G
As I sip and remember by the fire of old spells.

The snow now is falling against window panes
Building in ridges; then sifts down again.
The street lamps throw shadows outside rings of light
Yet still not competing with the fire in the night.

Bm                           Am
Alone in my easy chair, a forgotten time
    D7                                    G
A different life lived, and a lost story line
                            Am
Again I’m riding through a still, snowy night.
    D7                                     G
And again I am asking, “Where am I bound tonight?”


Bm                        Am
I sit and I dream by the fire of old spells
 D7                           C          G
Blessed with the good times. I recall still.
                         Am
The bad, have all faded, gone is the chill
      D                    C              G
As I sip and remember by the fire of old spells.


                            Am
Again I’m riding through a still, snowy night.
    D7                                     G
And again I am asking, “Where am I bound tonight?”
© by Francis H. Peters
Dec. 9, 2022