Biography:
It takes a certain type of musician to hop freight trains and barrel across the vastness of North America with his brother and cousin. Especially for an artist who, just years before, sold out Madison Square Garden for three consecutive nights. CHAD “CHADWICK” STOKES is anything but a typical rock star. So, there was the singer-guitarist for bands Dispatch and State Radio, wading across a river to escape the chasing railroad bulls and hanging in the different down and out jungles with other traveling folks.
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My name is Walter, I may look different
Am C
but I am looking for a bus, oh boy
Am C G
I do not yet know all that I need to know
Am C
Someday I'm gonna be a busdriver
Am C
Pick up my friends on the open road
Am C
Look, here comes Deborah, she got a song too
G Am
Maybe someday you'll hear it I hope
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We gonna reach out today
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Gonna reach out today
C G F Am
For some mothers and fathers 'cause we don't have our own
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We are eager for our first hello
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looking for a home
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since the day I was born,
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day I was born
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since the day I was born,
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Oh, oh, oh
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We gonna reach out today
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Gonna reach out today
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For some mothers and fathers 'cause we don't have our own
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We are eager for our first hello
Am C
This here is Zeke, he gonna be a pilot
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When the cliffs come he gonna help us fly
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Over the Rwenzori mountains, so tall
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since the day I was born,
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since the day I was born,
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We gonna reach out today
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Gonna reach out today
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For some mothers and fathers 'cause we don't have our own
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We are eager for our first hello
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We are eager for out first hello
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Though we don't know exactly where we'll go, oh
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'Cause I hear the wind shout, "Tear up your sails for kites!
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Send them up to me for your dreams to take flight."
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We need wind for our sails
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We need air for our tires
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We look beat for smiles,
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we need Ca-a-a-a-arla for spirit to ri-i-ide
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We gonna reach out today
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Gonna reach out today
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For some mothers and fathers 'cause we don't have our own
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We are eager for our first hello
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We are eager for out first hello
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Though we don't know exactly where we'll go, oh
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We are eager for out first hello
My name is Walter, I may look different
Am C
but I am looking for a bus, oh boy
Am C G
I do not yet know all that I need to know
Am C
Someday I'm gonna be a busdriver
Am C
Pick up my friends on the open road
Am C
Look, here comes Deborah, she got a song too
G Am
Maybe someday you'll hear it I hope
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We gonna reach out today
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Gonna reach out today
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For some mothers and fathers 'cause we don't have our own
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We are eager for our first hello
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'Cause I been looking for a,
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looking for a home
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since the day I was born,
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day I was born
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looking for a home
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since the day I was born,
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day I was born
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Oh, oh, oh
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We gonna reach out today
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Gonna reach out today
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For some mothers and fathers 'cause we don't have our own
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We are eager for our first hello
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This here is Zeke, he gonna be a pilot
Am C
When the cliffs come he gonna help us fly
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Over the Rwenzori mountains, so tall
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'Cause I been looking for a,
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looking for a home
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since the day I was born,
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day I was born
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'Cause I been looking for a,
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looking for a home
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since the day I was born,
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day I was born
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Oh, oh, oh, oh
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We gonna reach out today
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Gonna reach out today
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For some mothers and fathers 'cause we don't have our own
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We are eager for our first hello
C G Am
We are eager for out first hello
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Though we don't know exactly where we'll go, oh
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'Cause I hear the wind shout, "Tear up your sails for kites!
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Send them up to me for your dreams to take flight."
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We need wind for our sails
C Am
We need air for our tires
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We look beat for smiles,
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we need Ca-a-a-a-arla for spirit to ri-i-ide
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We gonna reach out today
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Gonna reach out today
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For some mothers and fathers 'cause we don't have our own
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We are eager for our first hello
C G Am
We are eager for out first hello
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Though we don't know exactly where we'll go, oh
C G C
We are eager for out first hello
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