The Gathering Field

Lost In America

The Gathering Field


Tom: D

Intro:
D (hammer G string) Em  G

  D          Em               G
snow on the railroad tracks
             D
dogs in the moonlight
              Em        G
stoned out on kerouac
                 D
trying to get it just right
             Em              G
a phone in a dim lit room
              D
rings out forever
                   Em                G
in a time that was still too soon
                  A
but why should he care
         G        D
he had a rambling soul
A          G         D
he drank a bottle of cheap wine
A             G             D
turned up his collar to the cold
    A (Asus)                  D
and waited, he waited for his sign

(joined by electric guitars)
D            Em        G
fueled by ampetamines
               D
and visions of beauty
              Em              G
as far as the eye could see
                D
was all that he strived for
              Em           G
a waitress in tennessee
                    D
said he looked like jesus
                Em         G
he silenced her raging sea
                   A
and walked out the door
         G        D
he had a rambling soul
A          G         D
he drank a bottle of cheap wine
A             G             D
turned up his collar to the cold
    A (Asus)                  D
and waited, he waited for his sign

(Slide Solo)
D  Em  G

D        Em        G
under an open sky
                   D
he stands with his eyes closed
          Em            G
if anyone asks him why
             D
he would not know
             Em        G
he's lost in america
              D
hell bent for no place
           Em       G
a rusty harmonica
               D
that wont even play
              Em        G
he's lost in america

D  D  D  D
(Don't forget to hammer the G string on the D's)