Intro: Am C Let him come into the city Let him find his lucky penny Let him put it in his pocket And shake it all around Verse: Am C I´ve been to pretty buildings, all in search for you I have lit all the candles, sat in all the pews The desert had been done before, But I didn´t even care I got sand in both my shoes and scorpions in my hair I saw that Chorus: D D Am C Am C Oh the distance is not do-able In these bodies of clay my brother Oh the distance, it makes me uncomfortable Guess it´s (chordiearchive.chordie.com)