Tom: G
G Em G Em
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3 - - - 3 - - 3 3 - - 3 3 - - 3
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[Verse 1]
G D A
The days are getting shorter, The wind has found her teeth.
C
I think I'm supposed to be somewhere back east.
G D A C
Now I drive alone with my mind fighting thoughts of this kind
G D A
And in the darkness of these naked empty streets
C
I'm free, to just breathe
[Verse 2]
G D A
She said I'm the king of random phone calls
C
I explained it's just this time of year
G D A
These awkward conversations, constant isolations
C
And this town is bringing me down
[Chorus]
G Em
Just another American folk song
G Cadd9 D
Written for another American girl
G Em
Just another American dreamer
G Cadd9 D G
Just another Amer---i-can fall
[Verse 3]
G D A
So drop me a line, if you can find the time
C
I'd love to hear just where you'd ended up
G D A
This happiness rest at your door
C
Do you ever think about us anymore
[Chorus]
G Em
Just another American folk song
G Cadd9 D
Written for another American girl
G Em
Just another American dreamer
G Cadd9 D G
Just another Amer----i-can fall
[Verse 4]
G D A
So bog down with this flesh and bone
C
I'm not supposed to feel quite this alone
G D A
Miss this clutter watch me stutter, step and fall
C
I haven't the strength to get back up
G D A
'Cause I am empty floating loveless
C
Cut me and I bleed only dust
[Chorus]
G Em
Just another American folk song
G Cadd9 D
Written for another American girl
G Em
Just another American dreamer
G Cadd9 D G
Just another Amer---i-can fall
