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maria Lucinda Williams
[G]Maria, you're [C]still wild and [G]restless[C]
And I can just s[G]ee ya r[C]idin' in a rode[D]o
You might [G]even [C]make it down to T[G]exas[C]
Or you might head o[G]ut w[D]est to New Mexic[G]o[C] [G]
[G]So pack up [C]all of your bel[G]ongings[C]
A [G]pick-up will t[C]ake you where you wanna [D]go
You can [G]ride out when y[C]ou hear mountains ca[G]lling[C]
Out to [G]Canada or the [D]canyons of Color[G]ado[C] [G]
[D]New York [C]City was always your h[G]ome[C] [G]
[D]But in your [C]heart you know you were [G]born to roam
And you're gonna l[B7]eave as soon as you get the m[C]oney
After you [G]sell [D]everything you o[G]wn[C] [G]
GUITAR SOLO
[G]Maria, is l[C]oneliness a [G]virtue[C]
Or does it [G]steal you blind and le[C]ave you split [D]apart
[G]Maria, c[C]an you give me an a[G]nswer[C]
Are the [G]songs we sing [D]worth the broken h[G]eart[C] [G]
[G]The highway has a[C]lways been your [G]lover[C]
And [G]someday [C]you may know his [D]name
W[G]herever you stay [C]it wouldn't really m[G]atter[C]
'Cause all those [G]cities s[D]tart to look the [G]same[C] [G]
[D]Some folks will [C]try to take your h[G]eart away[C] [G]
[D]And just when you t[C]hink you've really [G]got it made
You wake [B7]up and find madness in the m[C]orning
But [G]damn the pain and d[D]amn those restless [G]days[C] [G]
[G]Damn the pain and d[D]amn those restless d[G]ays
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