Earl Thomas Conley - Crowd Around The Corner

      Crowd Around The Corner
Recorded by Earl Thomas Conley
(Capo on 2)

[Intro]
| (G)  | (G)  | (Bm) (A) | (Bm)  | (G)  | (G)  | (A)  | (A)

[Verse]
      Bm                 F#m              G                 D
Those stormy years leave deep and endless trails across his face
                       A                D
He'll wander back when morning rolls a- round
            Bm                 F#m                 G               D
For it's an old man's right to spend his life just searchin' for a place
                     A                D
Where he can sit and watch the sun go down
      Bm                  F#m                  G                      D
Times run it's course and freed the horse that pulled him through the prime
                       A                 D
And placed a different light above their brow
    Bm               F#m               G                    D
Now towering rows of buildings grow in fields they left be- hind
                        A          D
And life seems twice as heavy as a plow

[Chorus]
   Bm                                 D
So crowd around the corner, boys, and take your good old time
                                  G
And pass along a piece of yester- day
  Bm               F#m         G                     D
A tender breeze of memories is blowin?f through your mind
                  A                 D
Softer than those strands of silve- grey

[Instrumental]
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[Verse]
     Bm                F#m                  G                D
With golden chains the old men cling to the watch inside the vest
                          A               D
That tells them when it's time to move a- long
     Bm                   F#m              G                 D
Just rambling through the avenues, they'll sometimes stop to rest
                          A                    D
But it's hard to find the place where they be- long

[Chorus]
   Bm                                 D
So crowd around the corner, boys, and take your good old time
                                  G
And pass along a piece of yester- day
  Bm               F#m         G                     D
A tender breeze of memories is blowin?f through your mind
                  A                 D
Softer than those strands of silve- grey