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Great song from Roger Alan Wade's more seriously toned 3rd album "Deguello Motel". Slap a capo onto the ol' first fret for this tune! :) Into: D
DFell asleep on a Greyhound Woke up Gthree-hundred miles from home With the nDorth wind dancin' like Gene Kelly The sAky lookin' like rusted chrome BmBus wheels winding like a hard-luck gambler GOn and on and on DLooks like here I go again Flat brAoke at the break of dawn
I leaned acDross the aisle and asked an older man "Sir could yGou tell me the time of day" He just smDiled and said "Son I'm five minutes fast AI got twenty minutes till eight" I just cBmlosed my eyes and pictured you Probably Gjust now wakin' up I oDpened my eyes and for thirty-five years I just sAtared down into a whiskey cup
I could aGlmost hear the sound of one hand claDppin' I could alAmost see the shadow of the wDind Old meGmories make a lonely boy go cDrazy And it loAoks like here I go agDain
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DTalked to a girl sittin' next to me Said I's Ggoin' down to Tennessee DTold her I was a poet She said sAhe'd never heard of me The Bmmemories like some stoned old soldier GStumbled through my mind Made me wDonder if where I was bound Was woArth all I left behind
I could almost hear the sound of one hand clappin' I could almost see the shadow of the wind Old memories make a lonely boy go crazy And it looks like here I go again And silence is the sound of one hand clappin' Illusions are the shadow of the wind Memories are just a lonely boy gone crazy And it looks like here I go again And it looks like I'm headin' that way again