Never More will Roam

Joe K Walsh

Key of Gm · Chords: I III V VI VII i

Verse 1

Gm              Gm          Gm                     D7
Cold cold north calling me, like a woman’s far off eyes
Eb                Bb           D                 Gm
Pulled me from my loving home, just for a frozen prize

Verse 2

Gm              Gm         Gm                         D7
For the distant pole I set my sights, my spirits they were high
Eb                 Bb           D                  G
When I floated off to the north and bid all I knew goodbye

Verse 3

Gm               Gm            Gm                  D7
For half the day I flew along, high upon the breeze
Eb                   Bb      D                   Gm
With the wind behind and the sun above, I’d make the pole with ease

Verse 4

             F                  F         F               Gm
But the cold that steels around me        Stings me to my core
F              F             Eb                 Bb
Midnight sun’s hanging high, my mind’s an awful roar
F              F             F             Gm
Am I to find a shallow grave on the frozen home
Eb               Bb            D                    Gm
If ever I should make it back, oh I will never roam will roam

Verse 5

Gm           Gm             Gm                     D7
The wind she makes a fickle friend, soon her heart had turned
Eb               Bb               D             Gm
She blew me from my chosen lines, while the sea below me churned

Verse 6

Gm            Gm            Gm                   D7
The ship lost air and began to sink, soon it ran aground
Eb                Bb             D                Gm
On a frozen chunk of barren rock where loneliness is abound

Chorus

Gm              Gm        Gm                      D7
Well I wish I’d have left the north alone, like a woman left unkissed
Eb                  Bb          D                 Gm
As I laid down upon the ice, to just think of all I’ve risked

Verse 7

Gm              Gm            Gm                   D7
Was it ego that drove me from my door, lure of the unknown
Eb                Bb          D                   Gm
When I set out to make a mark on a desert made of snow