C#6 - F# - C#6 - G# - C#6 - F# - C#6 - G# - C#6 - Repeat -
| | C#6 | F# |
| | Across the street the | river runs |
| | C#6 | G# |
| | Down in the gutter life is | slipping away |
| | C#6 | F# |
| | Let me still exist | in another place, |
| | C#6 | G# | C#6 |
| | Running down under cover Of a | helicopter | blade |
| | C#6 | F# |
| | The flames are getting higher, | in effigy |
| | C#6 | G# |
| | Burning down the bridges of | my memory |
| | C#6 | F# |
| | Love may still alive | somewhere someday |
| | C#6 | G# | C#6 |
| | where they're downing only deer, a hundred | steel towns | away |
| | C#6 | F# |
| | Oh, rhythm of my heart | is beating like a drum |
| | C#6 | G# |
| | with the words "I Love you" rolling off my | tongue |
| | C#6 | F# |
| | No never will I roam, | for I know my place is home |
| | C#6 | G# | C#6 |
| | Where the ocean meets the sky, I'll be | sail | ing |
| | C#6 | F# |
| | Photographs and | kerosene |
| | C#6 | G# |
| | light up my darkness, | light it up, light it up |
| | C#6 | F# |
| | I can still feel the touch | of your thin blue jeans |
| | C#6 | G# | C#6 |
| | Running down the alley, I've got my eyes | all over you, | baby, Oh, baby |