Tom: G
G
You picked up a broken bottle
Em
In case anyone gave us any trouble
C D
And we walked all the way back to Cortez
G
You sang help me dear doctor
Em
At the top of your lungs
C D
You'd been soaking up drink like a sponge
G
Little boy down the street
Em
We all heard you mournfully
C D
Call again and again for Roberta
G Em
Rober - ta…
C D
Rober - ta…
G
The mountain towns burned red
Em
Consumed by a sunset
C D
I'd be happy disappearing under colors like that
G
And I fell in love with trains,
Em
Haunted by the old refrain
C D
You ride the Southern, I'll ride the Santa Fe
G Em
Santa Fe…
C D
Santa Fe…
G
It was wrong of me to leave
Em
'Cause I couldn't stand a perfect thing
C D
But I was too young to know any better
G
And I'd give the world if it were mine
Em
To let these memories slip my mind
C D
And wake up next to you one more time
G Em
One more…
C D
One more time…
G Em
One more …
C D
One more time…
