Gregory Alan Isakov - Big black car

^Emyou were a phonograph, i was ^Ca kid ^Gi sat with an ear close, just l^Distening ^emi was there when the rain tapp^Ced her way down you face ^Gyou were a miracle…i was just ho^Dldin your space

^emwel^Cl ^Gti^Dme has a way of throwing it all in your face the past, she is haunted, the future is laced heartbreak, ya know, drives a big black car swear i was in the back seat, just minding my own

^Dthrough the glass, the corn crows come like rai^Cn ^emthey won't stay, they won't stay ^Dfor too long now ^emthis could be all that^C we know.. ^Dof love and all.

^Emwel^Cl ^Gyo^Du were a dancer, i was a rag the song in my head, well was all that i had hope was a letter i never could send love was a country we couldn't defend.

^Dthrough the carnival w^Ce watch them go round and round ^{em D}all we knew of home w^Cas just a sunset and some clowns ^em

^emwel^Cl ^Gyo^Du were a magazine, i was a plane jane just walking the sidewalks all covered in rain love to just get into one of your stories just me and all of my plane jane glory