The Devil in My Bloodstream The Wonder Years
This is such a great song. I did my best job. This is about 80% accurate I wanna say.
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We wiped out all the [C#]Buffalo
Around the turn of the last [Fm]century,
And so it's [F#]factories and sawgrass,
Wheat fields and asphalt laid in[Ab] front of me.
The Midwest feels like a [C#]hollow place
That we filled with love and [Fm]industry.
And we're [F#]staring at the frozen ground in Goodwill suits,
[Ab]Silent as the pastor reads the eulogy.
Well[C#] I wanted to [Ab]see just a [Bbm]little [Ab]bit of [F#]everything.[Ab]
Let me be.
Two blackbirds on a [C#]highway sign
Are laughing at [Fm]me at four in the [Fm7]morning.
They played the war drum [F#]out of time
So I'm [Ab]not sure where I've been marching.
I wanna be stro[C#]ng,[Ab]
But it's not [Bbm]easy anymore.[F#]
I'm hoping I'm [C#]wrong.[Ab] [Bbm] [F#]
It's sixteen hours [C#]straight to home
From the heart of North [Fm]Missouri,
And so I [F#]searched through my great-grandpop's memoirs
For the devil in my [Ab]bloodstream.
Depression grabbed his [C#]throat
And choked the life out of him [Fm]slowly.
I've got the [F#]same blood coursing through my veins
And it'll come for me e[Ab]ventually.
I bet I'd be a fucking [C#]coward.
I bet I'd never have the [Fm]guts for war,
'Cause [F#]I can't spend another month away from here.
These [Ab]frantic rest stop phone calls don't get answered anymore.
But [C#]I, I wanted to [Ab]know if I could [Bbm]please [Ab]come [F#]home.[Ab]
So let me know.
Two blackbirds on a [C#]highway sign
Are laughing at [Fm]me at four in the [Fm7]morning.
They played the war drum [F#]out of time
So I'm [Ab]not sure where I've been marching.
I wanna be stro[C#]ng,[Ab]
But it's not [Bbm]easy anymore.[F#]
I'm hoping I'm [C#]wrong.[Ab] [Bbm] [F#]
I'm hoping I'm wrong.
[C#]I know how it feels to [Ab]be
At [Bbm]war with a world
That never [F#]loved me.
[C#]I know how it feels to [Ab]be
At [Bbm]war with a world
That never [F#]loved me.
Two blackbirds on a [C#]highway sign
Are laughing at [Fm]me at four in the [Fm7]morning.
They played the war drum [F#]out of time
So I'm [Ab]not sure where I've been marching.
I wanna be [C#5]strong[Ab5].[Bb5] [F#5]
I wanna be st[C#5]rong[Ab5]
F#5 ~
But it's not easy anymore.
Please correct me if I made any mistakes.
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