A D
We got old time bars still standing on downtown city streets
E A
Old ladies serving drinks inside with no color in their cheeks
A D
Listening to a Haggard song you can put your old blue collar on
A E A
Old Milwaukee on Christmas Eve it's hard to believe
Street girls hop from foot to foot, trying to keep warm
Trying to pay down a few bills before the next big storm
On a corner, trembling in the wind amazed at the mess they're in
Wipin' their noses on their sleeve it's hard to believe
I swore I'd leave the day they knocked that old smokestack down
There's a guy I need to talk to before I quit this town
Drivin' past the prison yard still got my old Teamsters card
Still hopin' on my reprieve it's hard to believe
Bridge:
D A
When I looked into her smiling eyes I saw a dream so fine
E A
Like the Spirit of Chicago on a lonesome old railroad line
D F#m
I would have gone with her that day I just watched her as she drove away
E A
I guess one of us had to leave it's hard to believe
Solo
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| A | A | D | D | F#m E | D | D | A | A | A | A |
Here comes another blown up kid from over there
Making the whole world safe for the millionaires
Same old swindle hides behind a fresh new coat of lies
This is no time to be naive it's hard to believe
We got old time bars still standing on downtown city streets
Old ladies serving drinks inside with no color in their cheeks
Listening to a Haggard song you can put your old blue collar on
F#m E D
It's another New Years Eve it's hard to believe
A A
It's hard to believe
