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Roadsigns by Jeff Daniels
Roadsigns
Tuning:E A D G B E
Capo:5th fret
[Intro]
Am Asus4 Am Am7 Am (x2)
[Verse]
Am G
Two 5 year olds are fighting a gun battle in the aisle.
Fmaj7 G Fmaj7 G
Their mother’s been talkin’ about refrigerators for 50 miles. Retired bartender
C C/B Am
showing photos of his bar.
Em Am
The black girl’s wailing and bending our ears to the top ten tunes for the past
ten years.
Fmaj7 G Am G Fmaj7
She’s going to Detroit to be a star. She said, “Me and my sister, strut our
G Am
stuff.
Am G Fmaj7
Those Motown jivers they got nothing on us.”
G Am G Fmaj7
I was singing my my my my my my my.
Am G
The driver’s telling his life story to a sympathetic aunt.
Fmaj G
He’d like to concentrate on the highway if he can, but he can’t.
Fmaj7 G C C/B Am Em
The grandma says “I was married when I was just fifteen.” The boney recruit for
Fort Leonard Wood,
Am Fmaj7
for three hours straight’s been doing all he could to make a roly-poly bleach
G
blonde named Arlene.
Am G Fmaj7
He said, “I’ll write to you if you’ll write to me,” and then their hands
G Am
disappeared past Kankakee.
Am G Fmaj7
From the flailing around he was finally getting off, I trust.
G Am G Fmaj7
I was saying my my my my my my my.
[Verse]
C Em Fmaj7 G Fmaj7 C
The country slips by the window. Misty morning will burn off by 8 o’clock.
Am G Fmaj7
The thrashers are thrashing and them reapers are reaping. Behind this blue-green
glass we’re sleeping
Am Fmaj7
past the cedars and houses and rivers and trailers and rock.
Am C G C G
And does everybody know what’s going down when you leave the driving to
Am
Greyhound?
Am Fmaj7
Our path is littered with lost street treads, abandoned houses and old iron beds.
Am Fmaj7
Amber waves of golden rye, mobile homes and lumberyards.
C Em Am G
Tent worms eating up the trees and the motels with no vacancies.
Fmaj7 Am
Factories making candy bars by the mile-high piles of rusty cars.
C Em Am G Fmaj7
No sign pointing the direction, snorting up our nose confection. Smokestacks are
the land’s erection and
Am C Em Am
the voters just ignore elections. Pumping gas at every intersection, praying for
G Fmaj7 G
our next Tex-Mex connection.
[Verse]
C Em Fmaj7 G Fmaj7 C
The country slides by the window. Sun dies screaming purple and gold.
Am G Fmaj7
The chimneys are stinking and the towns are blinking. Inside this bus there ain’t
nobody thinking
Am Fmaj7
about the signs of caution: go slow, radar patrol.
Am C G C G
And does everybody know what’s going down, when you leave the driving to
Am
Greyhound?
Am G
Oh that preacher right behind me, he’s got a bottle in his hand,
Fmaj7 G
and he’s mumbling how all them roadsigns all point straight to the promise land.
Fmaj7 G C C/B Am
Through a diesel high, and a neon buzz, we chase that setting sun.
Em Am
And that black chick starts to sing so sweet. Her sister starts to tap her feet.
Fmaj7 G Am G
Preacher nods his head, starts to hum. Grandma grins and the driver smiles,
Fmaj7 G Am G
and we all sing along for the next 10 miles. Guess we’re going somewheres if we
Fmaj7
must.
G Am G Fmaj7
We were singing my my my my my my my. (x4)
Am G Fmaj7
Yeah, we were singing my my my my my my my. (x3)
C Am C G C G
And does everybody know what’s going down, when you leave the driving
Am
to Greyhound?
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