Great song from Roger Alan Wade's more seriously toned 3rd album "Deguello Motel". Slap
a capo onto the ol' first fret for this tune! :)
Into: D
D
Fell asleep on a Greyhound
G
Woke up three-hundred miles from home
D
With the north wind dancin' like Gene Kelly
A
The sky lookin' like rusted chrome
Bm
Bus wheels winding like a hard-luck gambler
G
On and on and on
D
Looks like here I go again
A
Flat broke at the break of dawn
D
I leaned across the aisle and asked an older man
G
"Sir could you tell me the time of day"
D
He just smiled and said "Son I'm five minutes fast
A
I got twenty minutes till eight"
Bm
I just closed my eyes and pictured you
G
Probably just now wakin' up
D
I opened my eyes and for thirty-five years
A
I just stared down into a whiskey cup
G D
I could almost hear the sound of one hand clappin'
A D
I could almost see the shadow of the wind
G D
Old memories make a lonely boy go crazy
A D
And it looks like here I go again
Break: D A D
D
Talked to a girl sittin' next to me
G
Said I's goin' down to Tennessee
D
Told her I was a poet
A
She said she'd never heard of me
Bm
The memories like some stoned old soldier
G
Stumbled through my mind
D
Made me wonder if where I was bound
A
Was worth all I left behind
I could almost hear the sound of one hand clappin'
I could almost see the shadow of the wind
Old memories make a lonely boy go crazy
And it looks like here I go again
And silence is the sound of one hand clappin'
Illusions are the shadow of the wind
Memories are just a lonely boy gone crazy
And it looks like here I go again
And it looks like I'm headin' that way again
