Chords
A Lot Like Me

Key: C

Introduction:

             C        F        G        C    G         C        F        G        C    G  
{intro}
                        C                                                                                                                             F  
He was a long tall stranger from way down south where he'd left his life behind
                        Dm                                                 G                                         C                              G  
He had a big old Gibson and a pickup truck and Shenandoah eyes
                C                                                                         Em                                         F  
And I remember him sitting in that local bar where I earned my pay each night
Dm                                                 G                                      F        G                      C              G  
Singing my songs to empty chairs and going home half tight
                  C                                                                                                                  F  
So the nights rolled by like headlights shining on a lonesome strip of tar
                             Dm                                         G                                              C                                    G  
I kept his words of kindness close to me like a pick on my guitar  And we
C                                                                                    Em                                                      F  
Talked about the singers and the songs we loved and the songs we'd most forgot
                     Dm                                              G                                                 F                G                 C  
In that run-down bar they'd make last call and I'd never want to stop
                                  F                                                            G  
'Cause I was living on nothing but a young girl's dreams
                     C             Em                            F  
With my cowboy boots and my old six-string
Dm                                                 G                      C                        Em                              F  
     Hitching my wagon to a star, dreaming of leaving those local bars
                C                                         Em/B                                      Am                  G                              F  
When I'd get him up at closing time for a couple of songs and a chance to shine
                        Dm                                                         G                                    F                G  
Like the star that he longed to be, he looked a helluva lot like me
C        F        G        C    G  
(me) {instrumental}
He'd played a lot of places where the only wages were food and beer for free
C        F          G        C    G         C    Em    F          Dm    G    F  G    C  
{violin solo}                                    {harmonica solo}
Well, maybe I'll quit when I got me a kid and a place to call my own
                        Dm                                                         G                                    F                     G                 Am  
Like the star that he longed to be, he looked a hell of a lot like me
                        Dm                                                    G                                      F                     G  
Like the star that he'd always be, he looked a hell of a lot like me
C        F        G        C  
(me) {instrumental}
Adam Schneider                                 [email  protected]                            Minneapolis, MN