Albany Cifras

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Standard Tuning, Capo 2
 
 
Intro Chords: G, Em
 
 
 
Em                 G
We drove after the show
Em                 G
On dark and windy roads
Em                 G
The fog was so thick
C                  D
We couldn't see through it
Em                 G
We had to take it slow
Em                 G
But little did I know
Em                          G
That while I did my best to keep us alive
C                               D
You were dying out there on the west coast
 
 
        C                             D
And the blue and red lights looked so bright in the fog
        G                    C
With no seatbelts on and an expired license plate
       Am                               D
That vermont state police man must have known 
 
what was to come
            G                 C
She took it easy on us and he let us drive away
    Am                      D                       G                 C
The road seemed to go on forever that night and the hour kept getting late
    Am                     D
The cell phone towers that we drove past
      G         Gmaj7    C
Had a grim look on their face
         Am                    D
Cuz they knew what they had to do
         G                        C
But they didn't want to break the news
        Am             D               G
It's an awful job that no one wants to do                    (Continue these chords)
 
 
 
Kept awake by crazy dogs
 
Too much baking powder used
 
I had seven missed calls
 
So I knew that it was bad bad news
 
I went to the van
 
The taste of metal in my mouth
 
I played the message back again and again
 
Just hoping that I heard it wrong somehow
 
 
 
And the people on the streets, they stared at me
 
As I stared off into space
 
Like a statue in the back seat, like a coffin in the grave
 
I sat frozen in purple rain
 
And I waited for the phone call to come to tell me
 
That this was one of your pranks
 
And I waited for weeks and weeks to let a
 
Tear roll down my face
 
And I knew what they had to do
 
But I didn't want to break the news
 
It's an awful job that no one wants to do
 
 
 
So this is where you went
 
When you left to try and kill the president
 
We tracked you down
 
And we dragged you back into the van somehow
 
I threw you against a fence
 
I felt so bad for doing it
 
The next morning I just left
 
I drove home alone feeling so fuckin sick
 
 
 
And somewhere in pennsylvania
 
I saw a dozen amish women on a bridge
 
They waved at me when I drove underneath
 
I was worried about what it meant
 
This was years ago I know I know
 
But now I'm back again
 
And the goddamn telephone's telling me
 
That I don't have a best friend
 
I don't what to go home
 
Because it's home's not where I live
 
So I played that message one more time again
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