Ryan Bingham - The poet

^BmAs I get long gone Out where the wind blows The desert^D sky she flys by for miles ^BmAs I keep walkin’ people keep talkin’ About things^D they’ve never scene or done, ^BmHomeless sleep in the park Sweet hearts kiss in the dark I myself j^Dust move on through town ^BmThe moon keeps on shinin’ The rich keep on dinin’ Oh how i lov^De the highway sun ^EmOut to t^Ghe back, the ^Dpoet writes his songs in blood

^BmCoyotes are callin’ Stars keep on fallin’ Your mother^D she won’t be around ^BmA feather blows down the road The wind is cold and your wings are broke And your hear^Dt is livin’ on the run ^BmLonely and wasted, her eyes replaced it I don’t think^D I’ll make another mile ^BmFrom town to town I run My horse ain’t to drunk The daylig^Dht is singin to the sun ^EmOut to the b^Gack, the po^Det writes his songs in blood

^BmJuke box is barkin’ I’m just getting started I’ve yet t^Do see the light of day ^BmSenoritias lose it to the mariachi music Cause new y^Dork is too far away ^BmThe band keeps on playin’ With beer bottles breakin’ The barmai^Dd I heard pulled a gun ^BmPoet takes a pistol, points at this sister Says hon^Dey your day is done ^EmOut to the b^Gack, the po^Det writes his songs in blood ^EmOut to the b^Gack, the po^Det writes his songs in blood