Indigo girls - Wood Song Chords

Standard guitar tuning: 
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo


G[guGitar A7intro]    A7              C                          D                                   F                                         G                                             C                                                      F                                                            G                                                                C

G  The thin horGizon of a plaA7n is almost cleA7ar
C  My friends and I havDe had a tough time    G        G
We're Gbruising our bGrains, hard uA7p against changA7e
C  All the old dogs aDnd the magician G      G

Now I see we're in the boat in two by two's
Only the heart that we have for a tool we could use
And the very close quarters are hard to get used to
Love weighs the hull down with its weight

But the wood is Gtired,G and the wood is oA7ld        A7
And we'll make it Cfine,  if tDhe weather holds  G      G
But if the weather Gholds,G we'll have missed the pA7oint      A7
CThat's where I need Dto go       F             G                  C                           F                                 G                                     C

No way construction of this tricky plan
Was built by other than a greater hand
With a love that passes all our understading
Watching closely over the journey

Yeah, but what it takes to cross the great divide
Seems all the courage I can muster up inside
But we get to have some answers when we reach the other side
The prize is always worth the rocky ride

But the wood is tired, and the wood is old
And we'll make it fine, if the weather holds
But if the weather holds then we'll have missed the point
CThat's where I need Dto go    Em         B7              E                  E

A  Sometimes I Aask to sneak a clBm7oser look Bm7
E  Skip to the Efinal chapter oAsus9f the book A
And then Amaybe steer us clAear from some of the pBm7ain it toBm7ok
E  To get us where we Eare this fCar,    thisC far  Dsus4         D

BGut the question drowns in its futility
And even I have got to laugh at me
Because no on gets to miss the storm of what will be
Just holding on for the ride

And the wood is tired, and the wood is old
And we'll make it fine if the weather holds
But if the weather holds then we'll have missed the point
That's where I need to go