Indigo Girls - Dirt and dead ends

You're looking at for^Feclosure And doing t^Gime And it don't sound g^Food this time They found the me^Fth and the s^Gcale, And the wi^Ffe that made your life Hell

^FAll the ti^Eme you were telling ^Amme You were f^Fine ^FSil^Gly m^Fan

So I got your d^Fog. How is th^Gat? I made it n^Fice, I wrote a check. You cut the w^Feeds back on my d^Grive Cause you're a good g^Fuy deep down inside. What makes a b^Foy like you go ^Gbad, What makes a m^Fan so lonely and sad, That he'd poi^Fson all he kn^Gows And in one y^Fear, just let it go?

^FAnd all that t^Eime you were telling ^Amme You were f^Fine ^FSilly m^Gan, silly ^Fboy

It's been you and m^Fe on this fron^Gtier Trying not to be sub^Furban pioneers. Fighting off the pav^Fers And the assoc^Giations And the cove^Fnants against the trailers.

I remember h^Fow we used to la^Gugh At all those rotten me^Fn in "camo" drag With their advan^Ftage and their g^Guns Up the deer st^Fand shooting up a storm

^FAnd all the ^Etime You were telling m^Ame all those l^Fies ^FSilly man,^G I'm just a silly ^Fgirl

There was a t^Fime We could hibernate like be^Gars But we fina^Flly come up for air And ever^Fything's all marked and cl^Geared, Survey flags flyi^Fng everywhere.

Once you said to m^Fe You know, what I'll miss the ^Gmost Is just b^Feing the only ones With our di^Frt and our dead en^Gds And no o^Fne to turn us in.