Tuning:Standard Note: play version of that has your ring finger on the B-string, 3rd fret. Intro Verse: Found us in a small café, happened to be out that day, to watch it go by. It came to pass that we shall be, early signs of victory from out of their eyes If you lay your guns to ground, feel the weight of coming down, fall from your mind. Something that I ought to say to take away the pain of day, I'm leading the blind. Chorus Old man drifting won't you carry me out of this place. Found us in a small café, happened to be out that day, to write it all down. As they fell upon the floor, thought of all that's gone before, they went to the ground. Chorus/Outro Old man drifting won't you carry me out of this place. The white dove is rising to the sound of your god given grace To the sound of your god given grace. Cheers!