InterState Waltz
John Hartford
Walls We Bounce Off Of
Banjo Tuned E, Capo 3, Key of G
Chorus:
I h[G]eld her hand, she hel[C]d mine
And how we m[G]et, our hearts entw[C]ined
On a[G] bright summer day, I found my[C] mate
In the [G]shade of the ramp off the[D7] old inter[G]state
Now love sprang up in the here and now
Radios sang, and the trucks went groowwll
Was it fact, or was it fate?
In the shade of the ramp of the old interstate
We spoke tender words, that I knew were so true
I couldn't hear, but I saw her lips move
These rush hour fumes, can't drive me away
Watch those workmen, they're tearing it down
Jack hammers making such a cruel crushing sound
They are widening out, where our love was made
In the shade of the ramp of the old interstate
Chorus:
I held her hand, she held mine....
John Hartford
Walls We Bounce Off Of
Banjo Tuned E, Capo 3, Key of G
Chorus:
I h[G]eld her hand, she hel[C]d mine
And how we m[G]et, our hearts entw[C]ined
On a[G] bright summer day, I found my[C] mate
In the [G]shade of the ramp off the[D7] old inter[G]state
Now love sprang up in the here and now
Radios sang, and the trucks went groowwll
Was it fact, or was it fate?
In the shade of the ramp of the old interstate
We spoke tender words, that I knew were so true
I couldn't hear, but I saw her lips move
These rush hour fumes, can't drive me away
Watch those workmen, they're tearing it down
Jack hammers making such a cruel crushing sound
They are widening out, where our love was made
In the shade of the ramp of the old interstate
Chorus:
I held her hand, she held mine....
