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