D           D/A               D          D/A
Everybody's talking like they can't sit down
    G                             D
And looking like they can't stand up
   E           D#     D    A          
It must be the latest style
            D             C#             C      G                       
And they've seen a lot of things that you never see
                                   D       C#
Back on the mile up to the hanging tree
F#                          B           
Some people can't keep their fingers clean
      E                          A                   A - G# - G
Just clicking their heels to the beat of the scene
          D                     G                A                 D
Trying to keep careen until the first edition of last night's obituaries


     D            Gm
Jump up - hold on tight
     A                     D         D/A
Can't trust a promise or a guarantee
           G                              D                   A      D       C#
'Cause the man 'round the curve says that he's never heard of you or me


F#                 B
No tombstone would ever surprise me
         E                      A                  D
When I'm locked in a room about half the size of a matchbox
    C#                  F#
Got holes in my socks
                                             F#7
They match the ones that I got in my feet
                                            C#                 F#
I put my feet in the holes in the street and somebody paved me over
B                E
I was a statue standing on the corner
         A                        D    E            A         A* - B* - C#*
Tell me, how else can a boy get to see those pretty pleats?


D         D/A            D  D/A        G              D
Candidate talking on the radio from the "Cheaters Jamboree"
   E             D#     D   A
He must be their latest fool
              D         C#          C       G
'Cause it's a two-horse race and he changes bets
                                      D         C#
Like it was just another brand of cigarettes
F#                          B
Some people judge then they just guess the rest
     E                         A                          A - G# - G
They can't understand it don't mean that you're blessed
              D                 G
They ought to catch the Express Next Stop No Where
A                     D
That way you can't forget


     D            Gm
Jump up - hold on tight
     A                      D        D/A
Can't trust a promise or a guarantee
           G                              D                   A      D
'Cause the man 'round the curve says that he's never heard of you or me.