The Mountain Goats - Southwestern territory

^ASmall screen, July evening ^Dview ^Ddim7 Up and down ^F#mGrand Avenue ^F#7 Where the legends g^Bmet made ^E Out with the ^ABoys' ^DBrigade ^E Part of the ^Amotor^Dcade ^{Bm A A}Flew home from Texas last ^Dnight ^Ddim7 Slept on the ^F#mflight ^F#7 Work like a dog all d^Bmay ^E Born to chase ^Acars a^Dway ^E Die on the ^Aroad some^Dday I ^Bmtry to ^Ddim7remember what life was like ^Along ^F#mago ^D But it's ^Egone, you know

Climb the ^Eturnbuckle ^Ahigh Take two falls out of ^Dthree ^EBlackout for local T^AV ^{Bm A}

^AStand in that cold empty hall^{D Ddim7} Wait for your name to get ^F#mcalled ^F#7 Burn like hillsides on f^Bmire In the squall^E of the ^Aringside ^Dchoir ^{E A}High as a ^Dwire ^Em7 Nearly drive Danny's nose back into his ^Dbrain ^Ddim7 All the ^F#mcheap seats go i^Faugnsane ^{A Bm A A}Keep my eyes open and try to think ^Dstraight ^Ddim7 No one drives on the 60 this ^F#mlate ^F#7 Feel like the last person a^Bmlive ^E Francis^Aquito to Glenshaw ^DDrive ^{E A D} I ^Bmtry to re^Ddim7member to write in the ^Adiary ^{F#m E D D}That my ^Eson gave me

Climb the ^Eturnbuckle ^Ahigh Take two falls out of ^Dthree ^EBlackout for local T^AV