Joe Purdy - Last clock on the wall

T^F#mrain leaves the station, there's bl^Aood on the tracks I ^Bmthrew my record p^Dlayer, and ^F#myou ain't coming back And I^F#m saw you on the stage, singing s^Aongs we used to play He'd g^Bmrown all his h^Dair out, but he s^F#mtill don't look like me And I k^Bmnow you were listening 'cause I h^Eeard it in a song Said "I may^A be moving babe,^F#m but I ain't mo^Dving o^C#mn" I can ^Bmsing you a lullaby that I m^Eade up in the dark But you know that I t^Ahink I would r^F#mather sing y^Dours ^C#m It's ^Bmfunny they don't make 'em with their vo^Eices still shaking anymo^Are

The ^F#mwhistling of the boxcar threw me ^Aout into the wind It's ^Bmcold in San Franci^Dsco and I'm th^F#minking back to when You d^F#mropped me down by the water and you da^Anced on up Golden Gate I was th^Bminking about the l^Dove we had and the l^F#move we used to make I s^Bmaw you up in Washington with your n^Eew boy at the gig Said "I may ^Abe settling baby^F#m but I'm settl^Ding b^C#mig" S^Bmaid you couldn't wait on me any l^Eonger to decide That may be t^Arue but it ain't n^F#mo excuse for you to h^Dide ^C#m Caus^Bme your new room with a view is just a f^Eancy place for you to run and hide

And the l^Dast clock on the w^Eall is st^Darting to f^Eall And ^Dno one seems to ^Emind at a^All And the l^Dast clock on the w^Eall is s^Dtarting to ^Efall And ^Dno one seems to ^Emind at ^Aall ^G#m

Oh and ^F#mI threw my glass down on Main Street, started a f^Aire in the park But the c^Bmrowd I was ho^Dping for, they just v^F#manished in the dark So I ^F#mwalked around the corner, yeah with the c^Arazies on the street And I ^Bmsaw a girl that looked j^Dust like you, she had no ^F#mshoes upon her feet Oh and she s^Bmaid that she heard from angels and they t^Eold her what to do I said "They may ^Abe talking babe, but ^F#mthey ain't talkin^Dg to y^C#mou" Yes and they ^Bmtold her she could fly if she jumped off a b^Euilding that was high And you know that may^A be the l^F#mast thing that she s^Daid ^C#m Yeah but I^Bm wish that you wouldn't listen to every v^Eoice that comes and creeps inside your head

And the ^Dlast clock on the ^Ewall is s^Dtarting to ^Efall And ^Dno one seems to ^Emind at a^All And the l^Dast clock on the w^Eall is s^Dtarting to ^Efall And ^Dno one seems to ^Emind at ^Aall ^G#m