Chords
Midwestern

Key: C

Introduction: C    Em    

difficulty
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                             C  
All the drugs are all gone now
                                         Em  
And all your friends are gone, too
                                 Am  
And now you face the day alone
                            G  
With no-one to blame but you
                                             C  
And you might say "How did I get here?"
                                    Em  
"They said I had so much potential..."
                     Am  
Out here in the cold
                              Am                         G  
Where the rain and the snow always come torrential

              C  
Whoa-oh-ah-oh
E                                  F  
You're calling out to the sky
              C  
Whoa-oh-ah-oh
E                                 F     G  
Sometimes you pray to God to die
                    C  
And whoa-oh-ah-oh
E7                      F  
Didn't we used to say
                G                     C  
We'd rise above it all some day

C  Em  
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E  

                              C  
You're a far cry from sixteen
                              Em  
On the back of some delinquent's motorbike
                                    Am  
You said your town was too small
                                      G  
For a girl to be whoever she likes
                                 C  
So you came here to the city
                                            Em  
With its Midwestern offerings of culture
                                 Am  
And when the vices found you
                             Am  
On the walk home from school
                             G  
They descended like vultures

                    C  
Now whoa-oh-ah-oh
E                                  F  
You're calling out to the sky
              C  
Whoa-oh-ah-oh
E                          F      G  
As your life passes you by
                    C  
And whoa-oh-ah-oh
E7                          F  
And didn't I used to say
      G                              C  
Some day I'll be digging your grave

C  Em  C  Em  Am  G  F  G  
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                                 C  
All you learned here was pity
                                          Em  
All you ever knew how to do was drink
                                     Am  
But in the back of a police car
                                          G  
You might have a little time to think
                                      C  
You might say "How did I get here?"
                          Em  
"They said I had so much potential"
                     Am  
Out here in the cold
                              Am                         G  
Where the rain and the snow  always come torrential

                    C  
Now whoa-oh-ah-oh
E                                  F  
Now you call out to the sky
              C  
Whoa-oh-ah-oh
E                                      F    G  
But would you stop to reason why?
                    C  
And whoa-oh-ah-oh
E7                            F  
And didn't we used to say
             G  
We'd rise above it all
      C  
Some day
      Em  
Some day
      C  
Some (day)
      Em  
Some day

Am  G  F  G