| Em9 | C9 | G/B | |
| Little roadside restaurant we artfully comp | lain |
| Em9 | C9 | G/B | |
| Groovy tells the waitress that his chicken died i | n vain |
| Em9 | C9 | G/B | |
| Most every day goes by according to design |
| Em9 | D/F# | G | A | |
| I live this dream and still i | t seems I have you | on my mind |
| (Chorus:) |
| G | D | |
| From the bo | ttom of my hea | rt |
| A | D | |
| Off the co | ast of Caroli | na |
| G | D | |
| After on | e or two false sta | rts |
| Bm | A | |
| I be | lieve we found our str | ide |
| G | D | |
| And the wa | lls that won't come do | wn |
| A | D | |
| We can de | corate or climb |
| G | D | |
| Or find some | way to get aroun | d |
| Bm | Em | |
| Cause I'm s | till on your side |
| G | D | |
| From the bott | om of my hea | rt. |
| D C9 G D C9 G D C9 G D (HOLD) |
| Em9 | C9 | G/B | |
| I can't see the future but I know it's comi | ng fast |
| Em9 | C9 | G/B | |
| It's not that hard to wind up knee-deep in | the past |
| Em9 | C9 | G/B | |
| There come alot of Mondays since that phone booth that | first night |
| Em9 | D/F# | G | A | |
| Tears and miles and years and | smiles I wanna get | it right |
| . |
| G | D | |
| From the bott | om of my heart |
| A | D | |
| Off the coast | of Carolina |
| G | D | |
| After one | or two false starts |
| Bm | A | |
| I be | lieve we found our stride |
| G | D | |
| And the walls | that won't come down |
| A | D | |
| We can decora | te or climb |
| G | D | |
| Or find some way to | get around |
| Bm | Em | |
| Cause I'm s | till on your side |
| G | D | |
| From the bottom of m | y heart. |
| (Music Bridge) |
| Em9 | C9 | G/B | |
| These days I get up about the time I used t | o go to bed |
| Em9 | C9 | G/B | |
| Living large was once the deal now I watch the st | ars instead |
| Em9 | C9 | G/B | |
| They're timeless and predictable unlike most things that | I do |
| Em9 | D/F# | G | A | |
| I | tell the wind and my old frie | nd I'm headed home | to you. |
| G | D | |
| From the bott | om of my heart |
| A | D | |
| Off the coast | of Carolina |
| G | D | |
| After one | or two false starts |
| Bm | A | |
| I be | lieve we found our stride |
| G | D | |
| And the walls | that won't come down |
| A | D | |
| We can decora | te or climb |
| G | D | |
| Or find some way to | get around |
| Bm | Em | |
| Cause I'm s | till on your side |
| G | D | |
| From the bottom of m | y heart. |
| D C9 G D C9 G D C9 G D (HOLD) |