Trampled By Turtles - Walt whitman

^GLight it up like the city at n^Dight ^COld dark bones in the city ^{Am G}Old Walt Whitman and borrowed alcoho^Dl ^{C Am}

^GWe drove fast shaking all the way ^{D C}Like the waves in California ^{Am G}Sorry I never know what ^Dto say at all ^{C Am}

^EmCaught in a whirl^Gwind ^EmDry as a bo^Gne And I don't ^Dthink that I can make it ^C On my own ^G

^GOn my own, my^C own ^{G G}On my own, my^C own ^{G G}On my own, my^C own ^{Am G}

^Amjam reapeat verse chor^Dds

Well burnin^Gg love man it never ends ^D I ^Ctried but I couldn't make it ^{Am G}Yea your paperback lovers could ne^Dver pay the bills ^{C Am}

So worn^G it once and then let it go ^D Or you^C may never shake it ^{Am G}End up drinking too much then p^Doppin pills ^{C Am}

^EmLoose like a feather^{G Em}And left here alone ^G And I don'^Dt think I can make it ^C On my own ^G

^GOn my own, my^C own ^{G G}On my own, my^C own ^{G G}On my own, my^C own ^{Am G}