Ryan Bingham - The poet

^E6As I get long gone Out where the wind blows E The desert sky she flys by for miles ^E6As I keep walkin’ people keep talkin’ E About things they’ve never scene or done, ^E6Homeless sleep in the park Sweet hearts kiss in the dark E I myself just move on through town ^E6The moon keeps on shinin’ The rich keep on dinin’ E Oh how i love the highway sun F#m A E Out to the back, the poet writes his songs in blood

^E6Coyotes are callin’ Stars keep on fallin’ E Your mother she won’t be around ^E6A feather blows down the road The wind is cold and your wings are broke E And your heart is livin’ on the run ^E6Lonely and wasted, her eyes replaced it E I don’t think I’ll make another mile ^E6From town to town I run My horse ain’t to drunk E The daylight is singin to the sun F#m A E Out to the back, the poet writes his songs in blood

^E6Juke box is barkin’ I’m just getting started E I’ve yet to see the light of day ^E6Senoritias lose it to the mariachi music E Cause new york is too far away ^E6The band keeps on playin’ With beer bottles breakin’ E The barmaid I heard pulled a gun ^E6Poet takes a pistol, points at this sister E Says honey your day is done F#m A E Out to the back, the poet writes his songs in blood F#m A E Out to the back, the poet writes his songs in blood