Collect From Witchita chords - England Ty

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Collect From Wichita 
By Ty England
rmofle at satx.rr.com
4/27/2006



C           C/B      Am        F                G     C
Its raining cats and dogs at a diner outside of Wichita
C             C/B    Am          F               G        C
Out of money, out of breath, I'm out here in the great Midwest
C                        C/B          Am      F                   G    C
It ain't like you walked through that door, a thousand miles from Baltimore
C                 C/B   Am       F               G        C 
If you did, you'd see a man, he's drowning in the promised land


F        G                   C                       
All this time Ive just been driftin and I ain't got nothin left
F         G                  C 
I've been bent and I've been twisted to this state of common sense
F              G               C     C/B         Am          F
My back is up against the wall hopin that you'll take this call
G            C
Collect from Wichita


I left Dunston Road in a cloud of dust, screamin black and furious
Slivers in my hands and feet from pieces of our shattered dreams

Chorus

Chorus


Fade 

   
Collect From Wichita 
By Ty England
rmofle at satx.rr.com
4/27/2006



C           C/B      Am        F                G     C
Its raining cats and dogs at a diner outside of Wichita
C             C/B    Am          F               G        C
Out of money, out of breath, I'm out here in the great Midwest
C                        C/B          Am      F                   G    C
It ain't like you walked through that door, a thousand miles from Baltimore
C                 C/B   Am       F               G        C 
If you did, you'd see a man, he's drowning in the promised land


F        G                   C                       
All this time Ive just been driftin and I ain't got nothin left
F         G                  C 
I've been bent and I've been twisted to this state of common sense
F              G               C     C/B         Am          F
My back is up against the wall hopin that you'll take this call
G            C
Collect from Wichita


I left Dunston Road in a cloud of dust, screamin black and furious
Slivers in my hands and feet from pieces of our shattered dreams

Chorus

Chorus


Fade