Tom: C

C                F
He grew up in a one-horse town
G                                C               G
Wasn't much to do since all them bars had closed down
C                                         F
He'd stare up to the stars sometimes when no one was around
 G                        C
And he dreamed of getting out

      F                                       G
So he bought himself a pick-up truck that was covered up in rust
           F                                  G
He found a buddy for of shotgun seat that was someone he could trust
         C            C/B             Am
And they hit the gas, headed west out to the setting sun
F                 G                  C
When the dust had cleared, they were gone.

     F                                     G
Well leaving just came natural, that's the way it seemed to him
          F                            G
He'd been doing it so long, that's the way he'd always been
            C                C/B                 Am
And you can find him in some hotel room with the television on
 C          C/B            Am
He might be high and he'll probably ramble on
        C             C/B                    Am
You can laugh beneath fluorescent lights and drink until the dawn
           F                 G                                 C
But in the mornin'....in the mornin' when you wake up he'll be gone.

C                     F
So he met a girl in a town along the way
        G                          C                   G
She had beautiful brown eyes and a place that he could stay
C                           F
So he fell in love, and she fell in love in kind
 G                        C                  G
It was so perfect that of course he lost his mind.

   F                        G
He snuck of the kitchen one day before the dawn
 F                           G
She called out after him and ran across the lawn
       C                        C/B
And he said some things that he didn't mean
          Am
That he'd best be travelin' on
F             G                C
She shed some tears and he was gone.

     F                                     G
Well leaving just came natural, that's the way it seemed to him
          F                            G
He'd been doing it so long, that's the way he'd always been
            C                C/B                 Am
And you can find him in some hotel room with the television on
 C          C/B            Am
He might be high and he'll probably ramble on
        C             C/B                    Am
You can laugh beneath fluorescent lights and drink until the dawn
           F                 G                                 C
But in the mornin'....in the mornin' when you wake up he'll be gone.


C                             F
Eighteen years later, fifteen-hundred miles from home
 G                                          C                 G
He can't shake her from his mind though the whiskey soaks his bones
  C                                 F
He heads out on a back-roads in the middle of the night
 G                                 C                     G
Head up to the meadow, you know he timed that curve just right
         F                              G
But some bridges you cross over but the rest you've got to burn
   F                                     G
He may have lost the road the road but I know he made his turn

          C                   C/B          Am
And as we pulled him from the wreckage, I promised him a song
F          G                 C
Cuz it was clear that he was gone.


     F                                     G
Well leaving just came natural, that's the way it seemed to him
          F                            G
He'd been doing it so long, that's the way he'd always been
            C                C/B                 Am
And you can find him in some hotel room with the television on
 C          C/B            Am
He might be high and he'll probably ramble on
        C             C/B                    Am
You can laugh beneath fluorescent lights and drink until the dawn
           F                 G                                 C
But in the mornin'....in the mornin' when you wake up he'll be gone.

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