Jeff Davis County Blues The Mountain Goats
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[G]
after three nights in jail i
[G]
head north from toya vail
[Am7]
switched to two eighty five in pacos
head up to the red[G]bluff
[G]
my walk's real steady
and my eyes are real cold [G]but i
always feel like i'm sixteen years old
[Am7]lost in a travel lodge
with the telivison on with the s[G]ound down
i don't feel so tough
[C]old issues of sun[D]set magi[G]zine
to [G]read
sleep for twelve hou[C]rs [D]
and dream about ho[G]me
i have no place to go
so i drive up to new mexico
fix my eyes in the rear view
when i pull up to the state line
and i pack i guess
and although it's quite late
take the first exit to one twenty eight
[i]co[am]ming back to midland
i hope you won't mind
polaroids of the two of us
scattard on the passenger seat
i drive slowly
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