C*
They were hiding behind hay bales,
FC
They were planting in the full moon
CC/BAm7Am7/GFG
They had given all they had for something new
C*
But the light of day was on them,
FC
They could see the thrashers coming
CC/BAm7
And the water shone like diamonds
Am7/GFG
In the dew.
FG
And I was just getting up,
C* F F* F
Hit the road before it's light
FG C* Cmaj7CCmaj7C
Trying to catch an hour on the sun
FG
When I saw those thrashers rolling by,
CC/BAm7Am/C
Looking more than two lanes wide
Dm7G
I was feelin' like my day had just begun.
C*
Where the eagle glides descending
FC
There's an ancient river bending
CC/BAm7Am7/G
Down the timeless gorge of changes
FG
where sleeplessness awaits
C*
I searched out my companions,
FC
Who were lost in crystal canyons
CC/BAm7
When the aimless blade of science
Am7/GFG
Slashed the pearly gates.
FG
It was then I knew I'd had enough,
C* F F* F
Burned my credit card for fuel
FGC
Headed out to where the pavement turns to sand
FG
With a one-way ticket to the land of truth
CC/BAm7Am7/G
And my suitcase in my hand
Dm7G
How I lost my friends I still don't understand.
C*
They had the best selection,
F C*
They were poisoned with protection
C* C/BAm7Am7/G
There was nothing that they needed,
FG
Nothing left to find
C*
They were lost in rock formations
FC
Or became park bench mutations
CC/BAm7Am7/G
On the sidewalks and in the stations
FG
They were waiting, waiting.
FG
So I got bored and left them there,
CF F* F
They were just deadweight to me
FGC
Better down the road without that load
FG
Brings back the time when I was eight or nine
CAm7Am7/G
I was watchin' my mama's T.V.,
Dm7G
It was that great Grand Canyon rescue episode.
C*
Where the vulture glides descending
FC
On an asphalt highway bending
CC/BAm7Am7/G
Thru libraries and museums,
FG
Galaxies and stars
C*
Down the windy halls of friendship
FC
To the rose clipped by the bullwhip
CC/BAm7
The motel of lost companions
Am7/GFG
Waits with heated pool and bar.
FG
But me I'm not stopping there,
CF F* F
Got my own row left to hoe
FGC
Just another line in the field of time
FG
When the thrashers comes, I'll be stuck in the sun
CAm7Am7/G
Like the dinosaurs in shrines
Dm7
But I'll know the time has come
G
To give what's mine.
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.