Ridin Out The Storm by Rodney Crowell, tabs and chords at PlayUkuleleNET

Ridin Out The Storm

Biography:

Rodney J. Crowell (born August 7, 1950) is a American country music singer/songwriter who is considered to be part of both the alternative country and the mainstream country music camps. For three years he was part of Emmylou Harris' "Hot Band"; later he gained mainstream popularity as a solo performer with a series of critcally-claimed albums released during the late 1980s and early 1990s.

Crowell was born in Houston, Texas to James Walter Crowell and Addie Cauzette Willoughby.

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Ridin' Out The Storm
Rodney Crowell
Fate's Right Hand

Here is my version of this song.
Country finger(slowly)
pick C to G on C chord.
Don't pic high E string (only at Am).
Play barred F chord.

[Intro]
C

[Verse 1]
C
The New York City winter comes in cold grey sheets of steel
Em
The numbness in his hands and feet is all that he can feel
F C
Alcohol and sterno turns a doorway to a bed
G Am
And the ghost of who he might have been lives on inside his head

[Verse 2]
C
In a canyon made of brownstone on a sidewalk icy black
Em
He wanders nearly barefoot with his righteousness in tact
F C
A man of many mansions in a cardboard box replete
G Am
He lies sleeping with an angel while his heart pretends to beat

(Chorus) Strum to the *
F
The wind blows down on Lonely Street like an ice pick through the air
Am
Midst the Sunday times, coffee grinds and wino's in Times Square
F *C
Five flights up on Easy Street you know she's safe and warm
C G Am
Way down low neath a foot of snow he's riding out the storm

[Verse 3]
C
I offered him my winter coat politely he refused
Em
Like an educated man he spoke with words I seldom use
F C
He said I don't need pity for these choices are my own
G Am
He bowed his head just slightly and quietly moved along

[Chorus]
F
The wind blows down on Lonely Street like an ice pick through the air
Am
Midst the Sunday times, coffee grinds and wino's in Times Square
F *C
Five flights up on Easy Street you know she's safe and warm
C G Am
Way down low neath a foot of snow he's riding out the storm

[Lead]
C

C
Its not like he's a victim of the homeless life he stalks
Em
Nor helpless to get back across the fine line that he walks
F C
Riding out the storm means yesterday's already spent
G Am
Tomorrow don't mean nothing it won't even make a dent

[Chorus]
F
The wind blows down on Lonely Street like an ice pick through the air
Am
Midst the Sunday times, coffee grinds and wino's in Times Square
F *C
Five flights up on Easy Street you know she's safe and warm
C G Am
Way down low neath a foot of snow he's riding out the storm

C
Ridin out,Ridin out,Ridin out
Am
Ridin out,Ridin out,Ridin out
(Repeat to fade)