Biography:
The Welcome Wagon is a married couple, the Reverend Thomas Vito Aiuto and his wife Monique, who execute a genre of gospel music that is refreshingly plain. Their hymns are modest and melodic and take on a vast history of sacred song traditions, delivered with the simple desire to know their Maker—and each other—more intimately.
Vito was born in Tecumseh, Michigan, and attended Western Michigan University where he developed a love for writing poetry.
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[Intro]
A D A D F C Bb G
[Verse 1]
A D A D
In the streetlight, your hair is the blackest sky
A D F#m D
Through the snow, the cars silently pass us by.
A Bm F#m D
When you smile, there's no reason to say goodbye
E A
Don't say goodbye
[Instrumental]
A D A D F C Bb G
[Verse 2]
A D A D
I still have the last letter you left for me
A D F#m D
All your t-shirts, your red and green pedigree
A Bm F#m D
All the rest is sealed up behind memory
E A
Fading away.
[Instrumental]
A D A D F C Bb G (x2)
[Verse 3]
A D A D
On the steps of the American Legion Hall,
A D F#m D
You wait there alone, nobody left to call.
A Bm F#m D
No one's there again Spring, summer, winter, fall,
E A
Terrible day
[Instrumental]
A D A D F C Bb G (x2)
[Verse 4]
A D A D
If I'd been there, I'd surely have stayed with you.
A D F#m D
If I'd been there, I'd surely have prayed for you
A Bm F#m D
If I'd been there, I'd surely have prayed for you
E A
I want you to know
[Outro]
A D A D F C Bb G
A D A D F C Bb G
[Verse 1]
A D A D
In the streetlight, your hair is the blackest sky
A D F#m D
Through the snow, the cars silently pass us by.
A Bm F#m D
When you smile, there's no reason to say goodbye
E A
Don't say goodbye
[Instrumental]
A D A D F C Bb G
[Verse 2]
A D A D
I still have the last letter you left for me
A D F#m D
All your t-shirts, your red and green pedigree
A Bm F#m D
All the rest is sealed up behind memory
E A
Fading away.
[Instrumental]
A D A D F C Bb G (x2)
[Verse 3]
A D A D
On the steps of the American Legion Hall,
A D F#m D
You wait there alone, nobody left to call.
A Bm F#m D
No one's there again Spring, summer, winter, fall,
E A
Terrible day
[Instrumental]
A D A D F C Bb G (x2)
[Verse 4]
A D A D
If I'd been there, I'd surely have stayed with you.
A D F#m D
If I'd been there, I'd surely have prayed for you
A Bm F#m D
If I'd been there, I'd surely have prayed for you
E A
I want you to know
[Outro]
A D A D F C Bb G
The White Stripe (...)
The Whitest Boy (...)
The Whitlams
The Who
The Wild Reeds