A E
Good morning heartache
F#m D
You're like an old friend, come to see me again
A E
Good morning heartache
F#m D
You're like an old friend, come to see me again
A E F#m D
Wake up, you're in Cleveland again
A E F#m D
It's a solid line that never ends
A E F#m D
I got stories that you'll never believe
A E F#m D
And I know it, I wear it, I wear it on my sleeve
A E F#m D
There must be something 'bout you that I liked
A E F#m D
But right here in this rain, you know it just don't seem right
A E F#m D
I always go out, I never hide
A E F#m D
But in Cleveland, I should've stayed inside
A E F#m D
Justify my love for you
A E F#m D
And I know it runs deep through your body too
A E F#m D
From the cold blacktop to the hot concrete
A E F#m D
In the old tin van, it ain't so sweet
A5 E5 F#5 D5
Somewhere in America Through...
A5 E5 F#5 D5
The city at night
A5 E5 F#5 D5
We were far from home
A5 E5 F#5 D5
But you know, it's gonna be alright
A E F#m D
The unfortunate get preyed on by vultures' eyes
A E F#m D
86 cents in these pockets of mine
A E F#m D
You can take my money, you can take my time
A E F#m D
But you can't take my heart, it's in the city behind