Mountain Goats - San bernardino

^CWe got ^Csus4in your car and ^Cwe hit the highway ^CEastern ^Csus4sun was rising ^Cover the mountains Yellow and ^Fblood red bits like a ^Ckaleidoscope ^{Csus4 C}

^CAnd flaming ^Csus4swords may guard the ^Cgarden of Eden ^CBut we ^Csus4consulted maps from ^Cearlier days Dead languages ^Fon our tongues Holding on to our ^Clast hope ^{Csus4 C}

And the ^Fday was bright and ^Gfine And the ^Fhighway sign said, “San Ber^Cnadino welcome^Gs you”’

^CI checked us ^Csus4into our ^Cmotel and filled the bathtub ^CAnd you got ^Csus4in the warm warm ^Cwater I pulled ^Fpetals from my pocket I loved you so ^Cmuch just then ^{Csus4 C}

^CAnd it was ^Csus4hard but you were ^Cbrave, you are splendid ^CAnd we will ^Csus4never be ^Calone in this world no matter ^Fwhat they say We’re gonn^Ca be okay ^{Csus4 C}

We were s^Fafe ins^Gide and our ^Fnew son cried, “San Ber^Cnadino welcome^Gs you”