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A nice song by neil... this is 100% have fun. INTRO: E ----------3----------------------1--1-3--0------------------ B ----------1----------------------1-------1---------------1-- G ----------0----------------------2-------0-------------0---- D -----0H2--2--0H2--2P0------------3-------2-----------2------ A ---3------3----------3--2P0------3-------3-----0-2-3-------- E ---------------------------3--1--1----------3--------------- C* F C E ------------------------------1--1--0------3-- B ---------1--------1--------1--1--------3---0-- G -------0--------0--------0----2------------0-- D -----0--------2--------2------3------------0-- A ---2--------0-----------------3------------2-- E ---------------------3--------1------------3-- F G E -------------3-------------1--1-3--0------------------ B -------------1-------------1-------1---------------1-- G -------------0-------------2-------0-------------0---- D -----0---0H2-2--0H2--0-----3-------2-----------2------ A ---3---3-----3----------3--3-------3-----0-2-3-------- E ---------------------------1----------3--------------- C* F C E ------------------------------1--1--0------3-- B ---------1--------1--------1--1--------3---0-- G -------0--------0--------0----2------------0-- D -----0--------2--------2------3------------0-- A ---2--------0-----------------3------------2-- E ---------------------3--------1------------3-- F G
C*They were hiding behind hay bales, They were plFanting in the fCull moon They had gCiven C/Ball they Am7had for Am7/Gsomething nFew G But the lC*ight of day was on them, They could sFee the thrashers cComing And the wCater sC/Bhone like diAm7amonds Am7/GIn the dFew. G
FAnd I was just gGetting up, Hit tC*he road before it's liFghtF* F FTrying to catch an hGour on the sC*un Cmaj7 C Cmaj7 C When I sFaw those thrashers roGlling by, Looking mCore than C/Btwo lanes Am7wide Am/C I was fDm7eelin' like my day had just beGgun.
Where the eC*agle glides descending There's an aFncient river bCending Down the tCimeless gC/Borge of chAm7angesAm7/G where slFeeplessness awGaits I seC*arched out my companions, Who were lFost in crystal caCnyons When the aCimless bC/Blade of sAm7cience Am7/GSlashed the peFarly gates. G
FIt was then I knew I'd hGad enough, Burned my crC*edit card for fFuel F* F FHeaded out to where the pGavement turns to sCand With a oFne-way ticket to the lGand of truth And my suCitcase C/Bin my hAm7and Am7/G How I lDm7ost my friends I still don't understGand.
TC*hey had the best selection, They were pFoisoned with protC*ection There was noC*thing C/Bthat they nAm7eededAm7/G, FNothing left to fGind They were lC*ost in rock formations Or beFcame park bench mutCations On the siCdewalks C/Band in the sAm7tationsAm7/G They were waFiting, waiGting.
FSo I got bored and lGeft them there, They were just dCeadweight to mFe F* F BFetter down the roGad without that loCad BFrings back the time when I was eGight or nine I was waCtchin' my mama's TAm7.V., Am7/G It was that gDm7reat Grand Canyon rescue episoGde.
Where the vuC*lture glides descending On an aFsphalt highway beCnding Thru librCaries C/Band musAm7eums,Am7/G GFalaxies and stGars Down the wiC*ndy halls of friendship To the Frose clipped by the buCllwhip The motCel of lC/Bost comAm7panions Am7/GWaits with hFeated pool and bGar.
FBut me I'm not stGopping there, Got my oCwn row left to hFoe F* F FJust another lGine in the field of tCime FWhen the thrashers comes, I'll be stGuck in the sun Like the diCnosaurs in shrAm7ines Am7/G But I'll kDm7now the time has come To give what's mGine.
Well thats it!