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Back Of My Mind

Tom: G

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                     G                                                      C  
Well my daddy he stood at the foot of the stairs
                  G                                                    D  
He was calling to me at the time
                G                                                            C  
And I knew even then, I could die for the thoughts
                  G                            D                         G  
that I kept in the back of my mind
                G                                                                 C  
But I dared not to speak, how I felt for my dad
                                  G                                         D  
'Cause there were no words to define
             G                                                      C  
This ball of confusion and feelings and stuff
                  G                            D                         G  
That I kept in the back of my mind
             G                                                                 C  
So I took to the highway and I kept to myself
                  G                                                      D  
Just a lookin' and hopin' to find
                  G                                                         C  
Some solutions, some answers, some way to exist
                        G                              D                         G  
all this stuff in the back of my mind
             G                                                    C  
So I took me a job, and I took me a man
                G                                                 D  
And I took me a bottle of wine
                  G                                                            C  
But it did not take long, 'til all I had left
                        G                            D                         G  
Was this junk in the back of my mind
G                              C                      Am              D  
Drivin' like rain on a runaway train
Bm            C                                                    G                            D                         G  
Flyin' blind, shot from the dark in the back of my mind
                        G                                                    C  
Well the end of the tunnel it never came up
                  G                                                         D  
'Til I came to the end of the line
                G                                                            C  
I saw that the light I'd been hoping to see
                G                              D                         G  
Was a spark in the back of my mind
                  G                                                                                 C  
And the cold wind that blew through the hole in my heart
                  G                                                            D  
Made a fire for the very first time
                     G                                                            C  
Of some branches of trust and a kindling of faith
                        G                              D                         G  
And that spark in the back of my mind
G                              C                      Am              D  
Drivin' like rain on a runaway train
Bm            C                                                    G                            D                         G  
Flyin' blind, shot from the dark in the back of my mind
G                              C                      Am              D  
Drivin' like rain on a runaway train
Bm            C                                                    G                            D                         G  
Flyin' blind, shot from the dark in the back of my mind
                                     G                            D                         G  
Shot from the dark in the back of my mind    3x then Fade