Tom: C
C
me and jiggs staring at the ceiling
Am
the stars above the radar range
F
Song from a station wagon laying foundations
G
on the shadows of overpassing planes
C
I'm feeling good, at seven o'clock we're gonna
Am
drive across the county line
F
And find Saturday night like an orphan child that the
G
good days left behind
Dm G
And I'm not sure we can make it stay
Dm G
Sun's going down and its the end of the day
me and my friends in the park drinking
beer underneath the trees
Lying on your back as the sun goes down,
you know it's perfect cause you've got to leave
On a Saturday night in a town like this
I forget all my songs about trains
A bar with a jukebox and you on my arm heaven
and earth are pretty much the same
And I'm not sure I can make you stay
Sun's going down and its the end of the day
Later on sitting on the roof talking like t
he night could last all night
Like we are all half crazy and
all at least half alright
Sitting on the porch playing Townes Van Zandt
play guitar to burn off the hours
Till we climb the fences at the edge of town
and paint our names on the water towers
And I'm not sure we can make them stay
Sun's going down at the end of the day
