Grant-Lee Phillips — Loaded Gun

    	    	Вступление

Em (palm muted)
plymouth satellite a’ flyin’ near the speed a’ sound 
got the windows down and the wheels a’ risin’ 
clean up off the ground 

Em (palm muted)
flood lights from the jailhouse shining 
‘cross the mustard fields 
some a’ them boys
i used to run with some a’ them are in there still

G                    C/G
flyin’ down the back roads 
         A9             Em
like the last and only one 
            G              C9
when you’re seventeen and wild 
               A9         Em
boy you’re like a loaded gun

Em (palm muted)
don’t know what i’m runnin’ from not sure where i’m goin’ 
just seems like the world around me’s moving awful slow 
so you drink it down and you go devour everything you touch 
my tank down on empty got no time though to fill it up

G                    C/G
flyin’ down the back roads 
         A9             Em
like the last and only one 
            G              C9
when you’re seventeen and wild 
               A9         Em
boy you’re like a loaded gun

Em (palm muted)
huck finn in a plymouth flying near the speed a’ light 
two-lane highway to myself there’s nothin’ like a summer night 
when you’re still a kid but things ya did you’re lucky just to be alive

G                    C/G
flyin’ down the back roads 
         A9             Em
like the last and only one 
            G              C9
when you’re seventeen and wild 
               A9         Em
boy you’re like a loaded gun

G                    C/G
flyin’ down the back roads 
         A9        Em
in a race I never won 
            G              C9
when you’re seventeen and wild 
               A9         Em
boy you’re like a loaded gun		
    

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