Tom: C
Introdução:
C E
Wheels on cement, shadows slope down
C Am7 Am C D
I come from a city not far from this town
Am
With only the road as a vision
C
The wind is a kettle
Bm C
My heart, a drum
Am
When I met him at the junction
Am
You can't bite the hand that feeds you
D
If he don't wanna shake
C
I'm going down
Bm C
I'm going down
Bm C
I'm going down
C
I'm going down