Chords for This Wheel's On Fire - The Byrds

_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ If your memory serves you well, _ we're [A] gonna meet again and [C]
wait.
_ [B] So I'm going to unpack all my things [E] and set the clock, it's too late.
_ _ [G] No matter how they'll comfort you [E] with another tale to tell.
_ [G] You know that we shall meet again if [C] your memory serves [E] you well.
_ _ [A] _ _ [Am] Wheels on fire, [G] rolling down [D] the _ _ road.
_ _ [G] There's no [D] way to find [Em] my legs looking, _ [C]
this [D] will challenge [E] the _ [E] Lord. _
_ If your memory [B] serves you [E]
well, I [A] was gonna confiscate your [C]
leg.
_ [B] And wrap it up in a sailor's knot [E] and hide it in your cape.
_ _ [G] If I knew for sure that it [D] was yours, [E] but it was oh so [B] hard to [E] tell.
[G] You know that we shall meet [F] again [C] if your memory serves [E] you well.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ Wheels on _ [G] fire, rolling [D] down the road.
[F#] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [G]
There's no way to find my legs looking, this [E] will challenge the Lord. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [B] _
_ [D] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [Em] _
_ [D#] _ _ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ [E] _ _ _
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_ If your memory serves you well, _ then you'll [A] remember [Am] you're the [C] one.
Who [F#m] called on them, [B] who called on Him [E] to get you your favors [B] done.
_ [G] But after every plan had failed, [E] there was nothing more to tell.
_ [G] You know that we shall meet again if your [C] memory serves [E] you well.
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [Am] Wheels on fire, [G] _ rolling [D] down the road.
[B] _ _ _ _ [G] There's no way to find [C] my legs looking, [G] _ this [D] will challenge the [E] _ Lord. _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ [D] _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _
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_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
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_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
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