Troubles Will Be Gone

Oh, when it's g[Bm]od I see in headlights kneeling down[D] on frozen highways
And salvat[G]ion in white knuckles on a [A]wheel
And the d[Bm]eer is in the audience by the bo[D]rder of the darkness
where forg[G]iveness grows and slowly winds a[A]way

Well there's a que[G]stion somewhere asked with all the an[A]swers inside
But I'll n[G]ever find the kid before she's go[A]ne
Well the da[Bm]y is never done, but there's a li[D]ght on where you're sleeping
So I h[G]ope somewhere that trou[A]bles will be gon[D]e

Basically repeat the chords for the rest of the song.

But now the ghost is in my jacket and my stairs were built in anger
Winding forcefully but end up where I stand
But there are no rocks or salt and nails, I low my cannons not to kill you
SImply lost the words to tell you I'm afraid

And there's a sign up to a hill to see the far of the land
Well the sign will tell you, "Turn if there's a one"
Still the day is never done, but there's a light on where you're sleeping
So I hope somewhere that troubles will be gone

Oh darling, when it's you I see in headlights, driving down the golden highway
And salvation in the beauty of some brace
And the deer is gone without me to the valley of surrender
There is still another world along it's tracks

But there's that sign up to a hill to see the far of the land
Well the sign will say, "There's still a higher one"
And now the day is slowly setting, and the lights on where you're sleeping
So I hope somewhere that troubles will be gone