The Legend Of Lost Soul

Eric Stone

 

 

D                         G                A                           D              

He's a writer, an outsider, an American outlaw biker,

G                                             D                                 A         

He came from out West, with ink on his chest and a dream,

              D                    G                        A                             D

But his lifestyle, it has changed now, from rail to rail, stern to bow,

G                               D                    A

He left the highways, to take to the sea,

G                                 D                  F#                                 Bm/A

Seeing the world from port to port, Circumnavigation of a different sort,

G                                          D                     A                          D

Wherever the trade winds blow, lives the legend of the Lost Soul.

 

 

D                         G                A                           D              

She was stranded and abandoned, he took her single-handed

G                                             D                                 A         

He helped her break the chains and cast them aside

              D                    G                        A                             D

She's the daughter, of the water and home is where he brought her

G                               D                    A

Their life is a journey together they enjoy the ride

G                                 D                  F#                                 Bm/A

Don’t dream your life, live your dream, don’t be afraid to swim upstream

G                                          D                     A                          D   

Adventure can make you whole, like the legend of the Lost Soul

 

 

BRIDGE:

A/Bm                          A           G                  D/A

He cant recommend decadence as a way of life

        Bm                           A                           G                 A/Asus/A/Asus

But its worked for him so high on the mast a jolly roger flies

 

 

 

D                         G                A                           D              

Skull and crossbones, brand new time zones, mysteries still unknown

G                                             D                                 A         

Attitudes can change, when new Latitudes are crossed

              D                    G                        A                             D

Celebration, in creation, the stench of civilization

G                               D                    A

Turn back the hands of time before innocence was lost

G                                         D                  F#                                             Bm/A

Like a treasure chest on an ancient chart, X marks the spot where you'll find your heart

               G                      D                     A                          D   

Let the Pirate inside you grow, like the legend of the Lost Soul

 

 

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