Intro: DmDm
Drivin' up the coast to find a version of the truth
Left the backdoor swinging like a dirty little sleuth
CBAm
The truth is I have never felt half this alive
CDm
Now it's time to dance upon the grave called "45"
Dm
Jacked upon some Kerouac and surely bullet proof
The girl who taught me what to do was missing her front tooth
CBAm
Gentle as a storm inside your mental health
CDm
I wanna find the answer but I just can't find myself
DmC
I say so long to the way I played
G
The way I played inside of yesterday
DmC
Hey let's run around
GDm
The great escape from out of my hometown
Dm
Later I would look for love inside a woman's dorm
A couch to keep me humble and her breath to keep me warm
CBAm
Ophelia was the girl that I was feeling for
CDm
Come to realize it was me who was the whore
DmA captain lost himself inside a 40 year old skull
The drink of choice was knowledge and we always wanted more
CBAm
Drunken sailors seeking their Geronimo
CDm
Instead they found the things that they really didn't wanna know
DmC
I say so long to the way I played
G
The way I played inside of yesterday
DmC
Hey let's run around
G
The great escape from out of my hometown
DmC
Country roads would never let me stay
GGm
The way I played inside of yesterday
Bridge: Gm, A, DmDmA devil's growl and a cat's meow were blended into one
Termites called suburbanites were eating all the fun
CBAmA juggernaut of comedy and blasphemy
CDm
I wanna stop the madness but I think it has to be
DmC
I say so long to the way I played
G
The way I played inside of yesterday
DmC
Hey let's run around
G
The great escape from out of my hometown
DmC
Country roads would never let me stay
G
The way I played inside of yesterday
DmC
Hey let's run around
GDm
The great escape from out of my hometown
Outro: Dm
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.