Tonalité : C# minor
Verse 1
Fm
Bb
I love this fucking country
Fm
And she loved me more
Bb
than I could imagine
So I waited till she slept then
I stepped into traffic
Verse 2
Fm
Pan away from the backyard
to drift some more
Bb
Woke up in Texas next to a liquor store
Fm
With a woman who
don't even drink alcohol
Bb
Big letters IRONY tagged on the wall
Fm
Bb
She was named for another flat land
We had a strong back then
In common we had a bond
Fm
That would never see the
break of dawn
Bb
To damn afraid of the queen trying
to take the pawn
Threw that away
Fm
Yes, yes headed out west
Bb
And got un dressed
With the nurture that she gave me made
me trip and get obsessed
Fm
There was a lady
in Los Angeles
Bb
That handled this the way the manual suggests
Fm
(the way the manual suggests)
She turned me on to music that
Bb
I never heard before
She told me stories from a cup
I had to learn to pour
Fm
And I don't know what hurt it more
Bb
Professional journals
or perpetual burn holes
Verse 3
Scarring up the dirty floor
Fm
Peace
Found a hollow hole in the
Bb
Colorado snow
It's like I follow anywhere
Fm
el Diablo go
Took a stroll with a feline
Bb
And sat silent while the snow
C
flakes fell into the design
Fm
Can't let her dance up
Bb
on top on the top floor
Been there done that what do
you think it's locked for?
Fm
I've lost more to my traveling soul
Bb
Then I care to talk about so I'll
be out I'll be on the road
Fm
Bb
Down, down, down in Gainesville
No stranger to shame,
Coletrane, and pain pills
Fm
Sometimes the ceiling is to easy to stare at
Bb
But it keeps me from a forest full
of snare taps and bear traps
Fm
And it can't come clean
Bb
without the sun beams
And it ain't complete without
Fm
the drum beats
Bb
I can tell she don't want me as is
Time to climb back into the van
and make the back stiff
Fm
I had to add one more story
Bb
to the infinite
Already interwoven through
Cm
a New York cigarette
Fm
Ex- lover and a best friend
Bb
Best lover and an ex- friend hoping
C
for alcoholic sentiment
Fm
Sentimentalism and the rhythm
Bb
of religion on the PA
Make the people here say
God bless the DJ
Fm
Bb
She stays to wait for a replay
While I wonder if I'll be able to
Fm
hear it from the freeway
Bb
Chicago inside of an empty bottle
Verse 4
There's a thin line between
gossip and gospel
Fm
There's a house over there
Bb
near Wicker Park
Where I found out Smart
was afraid of the dark
Fm
Had to break her heart
Bb
just to help me heal up
Tie a knot in the stomach
just to help me seal up
Fm
And make sure them demons
Bb
stay beneath the core
Pray for you and yours and
whoever you believe in more
Fm
Look around you there's
Bb
angels amongst us
Look around you there's
Fm
angels amongst us
Sitting in the rain at some sidewalk cafe
Bb
Half of her wet cigarette in the ash tray
Fm
Just trying to find a lost soul to save
Bb
And I'm a lost soul trying to find
a road that's paved
Fm
Keep faith in my suitcase
Bb
pack my beliefs
Angels exist I've even
Fm
seen some sleep
Bb
I love this fucking country
Fm
And she loved me more
than I could imagine
Bb
So I waited till she slept then I stepped into traffic
Outro 1
Fm
Fm
Bb
Fm
Bb
Bb
Fm
Fm
Ab#m
Ab#
Bb
Fm
Ab#
Ab#m
Ab#
G
Ab#
Ab#m
Ab#
Ab#m
Ab#
G
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