{language: english}
{columns: 2}
{title: Crossroad}
{artist: Russell}
{album: Sounds from the fourth world}


  {cover: sounds_from_the_fourth_world}
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  \gtab*{A2}{X02200}
  \gtab{F}{1:022100}
  \gtab{G}{320003}

  
    [Am]I'm standing at the crossroads
    There are [F]many roads to [Am]take
    [Am]But I stand here so silently
    For [F]fear of a mis[Am]take [A2] [Am]
  

  {start_of_chorus}
    [F]One road leads to para[Am]dise
    [F]One road leads to [Am]pain
    [F]One road leads to free[Am]dom
    [G]But they [F]all look the [Am]same
  {end_of_chorus}

  \begin{repeatedchords}
    
      [Am]I've traveled many roads
      And not [F]all of them where [Am]good
      [Am]The foolish ones taught more to me
      Than the [F]wise ones ever [Am]could [A2] [Am]
    

    {start_of_chorus}
      [F]One road leads to sacri[Am]fice
      [F]One road leads to [Am]shame
      [F]One road leads to free[Am]dom
      [G]But they [F]all look the [Am]same
    {end_of_chorus}

    \begin{bridge}
      There were [F]roads I never travel[Am]led
      There were [F]turns I did not [Am]take
      There were [F]mysteries that I left unra[Am]velled
      [G]But leaving [F]you was my only mis[Am]take [A2] [Am]
    \end{bridge}

    
      [Am]So I'm standing at the crossroads
      Im[F]prisoned by this [Am]doubt
      [Am]As if by doing nothing
      I [F]might find my way [Am]out
    
  \end{repeatedchords}