| Tuning: Standard |
| Artist: John Prine |
| Album: Fair & Square |
| Year: 2005 |
| Intro: |
| G C G D |
| x2 |
| G | |
| Iâm going | down to the greyhound station |
| C | |
| Gonna get a | ticket to ride |
| G | |
| Gonna | find that lady with 2 or 3 kids |
| D | |
| And sit | down by her side |
| G | C | G | |
| And | Ride until the sun comes up and down around me about | 2 or 3 times smoking | cigarettes in the last seat |
| D | |
| trying to hide my sorrow from the people I meet |
| G | |
| And get | along with it all |
| C | |
| Whenever | people say Iâll |
| G | |
| Sing a | song with a friend |
| D | |
| Change the | shape that Iâm in |
| G | |
| And get | back in the game |
| C | G | |
| And start | playing again |
| G | C | |
| Iâd like to stay but I might have to go to start | over again |
| G | D | |
| I might go | back down to Texas I might go somewhere that | Iâve never been |
| G | |
| And get | up in the morning and go out at night |
| C | |
| And I wonât | have to go home |
| G | |
| Get used to | being alone |
| D | |
| Change the | words to this song |
| G | C | G | |
| And start | singing again |
| x2 |
| G | C | |
| Iâm tired of | running round looking for answers to questions that I | already know |
| G | D | |
| I could | build me a castle of memories just to have | somewhere to go |
| G | C | |
| Count the | days and the nights that it takes to get back in the | saddle again |
| G | |
| Feed the | pigeons some clay |
| D | |
| Turn the | night into day |
| G | C | G | |
| Start | talking again if I | know what to say |
| G | |
| Iâm going | down to the greyhound station |
| C | |
| Gonna get a | ticket to ride |
| G | |
| Gonna | find that lady with 2 or 3 kids |
| D | |
| And sit | down by her side |
| G | C | |
| And | Ride until the sun comes up and down around about | 2 or 3 times |
| G | |
| Smoking | cigarettes in the last seat |
| D | |
| trying to hide my sorrow from the people I meet |
| G | |
| And get | along with it all |
| C | |
| Going down where | people say Iâll |
| G | |
| Feed the | pigeons some clay |
| D | |
| Turn the | night into day |
| G | C | G | |
| Start | talking again when I | know what to say |
| x2 |