GC
On a curbside in Chicago sits a worn-out cardboard sign
Am7D
Here, the man who sober's hard to find
GC
And to the woman with nine dollars to her name
Am7D
Dropped a coin into that old man's cup of change
[Chorus]
CG
We're all walking stories
DAm7
Another page to turn
CGDAm7
A paperback expression of a life worth being told
CGDAm7
Every step we take, another scribble on the page
CG
We're all walking stories
DG
What's yours going to say
[Instrumental]
G, C, Am7, D
[Verse 2]
GCAm7
There was a time when black and white couldn't live side by side
D
And skin was the only color you would see
GCAm7
But that all changed the day one woman wouldn't give up her seat
D
And Martin Luther shouted out "I have a dream"
[Chorus]
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CG
We're all walking stories
DAm7
Another page to turn
CGDAm7
A paperback expression of a life worth being told
CGDAm7
Every step we take, another scribble on the page
CG
We're all walking stories
DG
What's yours going to say
[Instrumental]
G, C, Am7, D
[Verse 3]
G* C*
There was a man back before me and you
Am7* D*
Who put his life upon a tree
GC
And bled the blood that washed all us sinners clean
Am7D
And gave forgiveness to all humanity
[Chorus]
CG
We're all walking stories
DAm7
Another page to turn
CGDAm7
A paperback expression of a life worth being told
CGDAm7
Every step we take, another scribble on the page
CG
We're all walking stories
CG
We're all walking stories
Am7D
What's yours going to say?
G, C, Am7, D