Am Washed my face in the F rivers of C empire
Made my F bed from the C cardboard G crate
Down Em in the city of Am courts
Verse (Am F C F C G Em Am)
Am No news, no F new re C grets
Tossed a F susan b C over my G shoulder
And F prayed it would Em rain and Dm rain
Sub F merge the Em whole western Dm state
Chorus (C F C F Em Am)
Called a C last fair F deal
With an C american F zeal
and Em corporate hand Am shake
Verse (Am F C F C G Em Am)
Am take the story of F carpenter C mike
Who dropped his F tools and his C keys and G left
And F headed out as Em far as he Dm could
Past the F city and Em gayday neighbour Dm hoods
And he C slept 'neath the F stars
Wrote C down what he F dreamt
And he C built a ma F chine for Em no-one to Am see
and took G flight first F light of new C morning
Calexico
