Miranda Lambert - Wichita falls

^GAlone in a booth in the ^Cpioneer ^Gcafe ^Gstrung out from the road, ^Dhello in my ^Ghands ^GI sip the last drop from a ^Ccold cup of ^Gcoffee ^Gtry to sort out my feelings as ^Dgood as i ^Gcan ^Gtwo hours behind me there's a ^Cboy back in ^Gdallas ^Gmy phone will be ringing, ^Dhis afternoon ^Gcall ^Gbut he'll get no answer, the ^Cqueen's left her ^Gpalace ^Gshe's alone in a cafe in ^Dwichita ^Gfalls

^Cback out on the highway, ^Bmtowards oklahoma ^Ci'm driving, crying, and ^Ghatin' it ^Dall ^Gthis old chevrolet is ^Cracing the ^Gsunset ^Gtaking me further than ^Dwichita ^Gfalls

^Ai dont know where i'm going i ^Dhave no ^Adirection ^Aand all i can say is i've ^Emade up my ^Amind ^Ai just want to travel a ^Dlong way from ^Aheartache ^Awherever it takes me, ^Ei'll leave it ^Abehind

^DI guess that he thought i'd ^C#mstay there forever ^Dliving my life with my ^Aback to the ^Ewall ^Amaybe the waitress will ^Dsend him that ^Aletter ^Ai left on the table in ^Ewichita ^Afalls ^Ai'm going somewhere ^Dother than ^Atexas ^Aa long way from dallas in ^Ewichita ^Afalls

^Ataking the highway, yeah, i'm ^Egoing somewher^Ae A A D A A A E A