E 
I had a broken heart 
      G#m 
and a broken heel 
      A 
and a break down when those 
E 
big old wheels left with him 
     G#m          A                 E 
and left me in a cloud of deep old dust 
 
She was sitting there 
         G#m 
With her beehive hair 
          A 
And said, honey, 
                  E 
That's a waste of good mascara 
                G#m 
She handed me a pink kleenex 
         A 
And I'll never forget 
     E 
What she said next 
 
  
A        E           B      E 
Boys and buses got a lot in common 
     A            E 
They both pick up speed when you 
C#m    B 
Try to stop 'em 
          A          B 
You could waste your breath 
          E          C#m 
You could scream and cuss 'em 
            A      B             A        E 
But there's no use chasing after boys and buses 
 
  
E                           G#m 
She said, Some leave with a guitar case, 
         A             E 
And some wind up at an army base, 
                         G#m 
And some make out much under the hood, 
         A                   E 
And some roll it on out to Hollywood. 
                              G#m 
But the cost is lost once the ticket's bought 
        A                      E 
And you can't catch what don't wanna be caught 
                           G#m 
But when those tail lights start to dim 
        A                        E 
There's another one coming right around the bend 'cause, 
 
  
A        E           B      E 
Boys and buses got a lot in common 
     A            E 
They both pick up speed when you 
C#m    B 
Try to stop 'em 
          A          B 
You could waste your breath 
          E          C#m 
You could scream and cuss 'em 
            A      B             A        E 
But there's no use chasing after boys and buses 
 
  
E                  G#m 
Sometimes love and transportation 
     A                    E 
Will spin your wheels and keep you waiting 
                G#m 
But anytime you think you've missed it, 
A                     E 
Just give it ten or fifteen minutes. 
 
  
A        E           B      E 
Boys and buses got a lot in common 
     A            E 
They both pick up speed when you 
C#m    B 
Try to stop 'em 
          A          B 
You could waste your breath 
          E          C#m 
You could scream and cuss 'em 
            A      B             A        E 
But there's no use chasing after boys and buses 
E             A      B             A        E 
Yeah there's, no use chasing after boys and buses