Trashcan Sinatras - Maybe i should drive

^Ci'm on a b road heading for the sea ^Dmto see if hands across the ocean shake or ^Gwave - shake or ^Cwave ^Cthrough the whiplash of the windscreen wipers ^Dmi can see for miles but all i do is watch the ^Gtime and the driver's ^Chands ^Dmhe harbours thoughts on ^Cpersonal grief i said your h^Dmardship's only o^Cne of a fleet that didn't go d^Gown well ^{G7 G6 G5}

^Clisten son if ^G7you'd spent your ^Am7life in the l^Cast lane ^Gyou’d have an ^Dmaccent to grin^Cd ^{G C}punch-drunk on^G7 patriotism ^Am7blind on ^Cborderism ^G maybe^Dm i should driv^Ce ^{Cmaj7 Dm G C}

^Cand while you're castaway the mice'll play ^Dmthey'll have a license to dull those left back ^Ghome - what about ^Cthose poor ^Dmsouls?

^Clisten son if ^G7you'd spent your ^Am7life in the l^Cast lane ^Gyou’d have an ^Dmaccent to grin^Cd ^{G C}punch-drunk on^G7 patriotism ^Am7blind on ^Cborderism ^G maybe^Dm i should d^Crive

a^Dmnd as i jumped^C to these conclusions h^Dme thumped his ^Cfeet on the brakes but we ^Gstill hit a ^G7songwriter trudg^G6ing through the^G5 rain

^Gscrambled out and watched him rest in pieces ^Amsaid a prayer and rifled through his pockets ^Dand the side of his mouth still had something to ^Gsay a^Ct the toss of a coin i end up ^Dmhead in the dirt and tail in the ^Gair and yet you can danc^Ce away ^Fbe it friend or hard, ^Gmup-man, fellow or kin w^Chen your chips are down they're down for g^Food