Aaron West and the Roaring Twenties - Runnin toward the light

^EI used to hate all my dad's old outlaw country bands ^AHe'd play me when I was young ^{B E}'Cause they'd lie through their teeth about the lives they lead ^AWhen all I wanted were honest songs^{B A}But now they're anthems in the van And we're screaming them out on the hi^C#mghway ^BFor good luck ^AIn the bright blistering sun

^ERunnin' t^F#moward the li^Aght ^BOn the shoulder of a dream ^EI'm singin^F#mg in my sl^Aeep ^ERunnin' t^F#moward the l^Aight ^BI stagger through the streets ^EI sing i^F#mt in my s^Aleep

C^Eream fights through truck-stop coffee here in the quiet purple da^Bwn L^East night we played another highway bar, for the first time they sang along S^Apray paint a '20' up on the over pass L^C#mike a blood pact for the drif^Bters we've beco^Ame

^ERunnin' t^F#moward the li^Aght ^BOn the shoulder of a dream ^EI'm singin^F#mg in my sl^Aeep ^ERunnin' t^F#moward the l^Aight ^BI stagger through the streets ^EI sing i^F#mt in my s^Aleep

T^Bhis is for R^C#mosa, and Catherine And ^BMom and Dad And ^Athis is for Robert, and Jesse And ^Bthe Thunderbird staff I'm ^Egoing to make you proud of me I'm ^Bgoing to make you proud of me I'm ^Agoing to make you proud of me

^ERunnin' t^F#moward the li^Aght ^BOn the shoulder of a dream ^EI'm singin^F#mg in my sl^Aeep ^ERunnin' t^F#moward the l^Aight ^BI stagger through the streets ^EI sing i^F#mt in my s^Aleep