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| F | C | |
| Making my own city ligh | ts |
| F | A | |
| Out of | bourbon and the stars of a | bar room fight |
| F | C | |
| Face forward in the wi | nd |
| F | Fm | |
| If you | don't know where it is but you know | where its been |
| C | G | |
| Then it's leav | ing, le | aving, |
| F | G | C | |
| Lea | ving but I | don't know | where |
| C | G | |
| Leaving, | leaving, |
| F | G | C | |
| Leaving but I | don't know wh | ere |
| I tried to keep my self in line |
| I been bad but I seem to get back every time |
| Now I come back and the place is all locked |
| Between the door knob and the doorbell, |
| Somebody talked |
| Now its leaving, leaving, |
| Leaving but I don't know where |
| Leaving, leaving |
| Leaving but I don't know where |
| F | Em | |
| And everytime | I turn around |
| G | G | |
| Something else just floated aw | ay |
| F | Em | |
| There ain't a single | thing that I've found |
| G | G7 | |
| With wings | that decided to | stay |
| Maybe it's the place on the wall |
| Or maybe it's the space where the phone didn't call |
| Or maybe it's this thing on my chest |
| We'll know what it is |
| By the hole that it left |
| Now it's leaving, leaving |
| Leaving but I don't know where |
| Leaving, leaving, |
| Leaving but I don't know where |
| Leaving but I don't know where |