Down The Road

I was Turned out of Caf?ologne as the sun came up the cock was crowin' and the ground kept swaying underneath my feet all the drifters are Americans chasing dreams to Amsterdam stumbling briskly past me on the street And I've got this feeling in my heart that it's time to raise the blinds D G C and change the scene Down the road I'm go - ing down the road I'm go - ing (I paint) verse two: I paint miracles on pavements, And don't expect no payment Unless of course the stranger's feeling kind, I've lived this way for years and years Sometimes shed a madman's tears, My head's bursting with life most of the time Then I get (this feeling in my heart ?.) Transcription: grimy solutions