| D | |
| Hear the trucks on the highway, And the tickin' of the clocks |
| G | |
| There's a ghost of a moon in the afternoon, Bullet holes in the mailbox |
| D | |
| Bullet holes in the mailbox, Keyholes in my mind |
| Bb | A | |
| Too long in the wasteland, | Too long in the wasteland |
| D | |
| I've | fallin' behind |
| D | |
| She said won't you come see me, When the sun goes down |
| G | |
| It'll be just like the old days, When I used to let you hang around |
| D | |
| Well I don't know, I might not speak the language any more |
| Bb | A | |
| Too long in the wasteland, | Too long in the wasteland |
| D | |
| I've | closed some doors |
| D | |
| People in the village, Watch the children play |
| G | |
| At the sight of a stranger, They call the kids away |
| D | |
| Just leave that man alone, I hear the mothers say |
| Bb | A | |
| Too long in the wasteland, | Too long in the wasteland |
| D | |
| What's | made him that way |
| D | |
| I hadn't intended, To bend the rules |
| G | |
| Wiskey dont make liers, It just makes fools |
| D | |
| So I didn't mean to say it, But I meant what I said |
| Bb | A | |
| Too long in the wasteland, | Too long in the wasteland |
| D | |
| Must have | gone to my head |
| Instrumental with some vocal sounds |
| D | |
| Jet trails in the sunset, a long way away |
| G | |
| cuttin' cross the horizon, At the edge of the day |
| D | |
| And it calls out to me, Come fly away, I've been |
| Bb | A | |
| Too long in the wasteland, | Too long in the wasteland |
| D | |
| I believe I'll | have to stay |
| Bb | A | |
| Too long in the wasteland, | Too long in the wasteland |
| D | |
| I'll | have to stay |
| Final instrumental |
| D | |
| There's a ghost of a moon in the afternoon |
| G | |
| Bullet holes in the mailbox |
| D | |
| Bullet holes in the mailbox |
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