CAPO: 3rd FRET
INTRO:
D A E D D E
VERSE:
E D A E
Ever since I was a young boy
E A A E
I had a wandering soul
E D D
I walked and crawled across six state lines
E
By the time I was 8 years old
A
I landed in some cornfield
A
They called a town on the grow
E D
So I climbed up on that water tower man
D E
But the city was a no show
A
And that’s when I spied you but we didn’t mind
A
All night truck stops, drive-ins, dives
E
We were, teenage troubadours hopping on boxcars
E
For a hell of a one-way ride
CHORUS:
B7
It’s just a Waffle House jukebox
B7 E
My brains are scattered arou-ound
A
But one of these days you and me babе
A
We’re gonna spill the wholе bucket
E
And paint this town
D D E A A E
Paint this town
VERSE:
E
Paint it red and white for Old Glory
D D E
Paint it blue for the cops tailing your old man’s Ford
D D E D
Shimmy up them power lines and paint some anarchy signs
A E
'Cause that’s what you do when you’re 15 years old
A
We’ll paint it yellow for a warning
A
They’ll never take us alive
E
Now we’ve given our hearts to this heartbreak city
E
Where farm kids go to make out or die
CHORUS:
Bm7 B7
It’s just a Waffle House jukebox
B E
My brains are scattered arou-ound
A
But one of these days you and me babе
A
We’re gonna spill the wholе bucket
E
And paint this town
D D E
Paint this town
INSTRUMENTAL/SOLO:
C#m C#m
E E
C#m C#m
B E B
VERSE:
E
Now the train don’t stop like it used to
E
Interstate missed by more than a mile
D D E
Still all these trailer park kids
A
That grow up thinking this
E
Is a place they will survive
A
And you and me babe we faded away
A
Like the yearbook page foretold
E
Now all we got left is the dirt under my fingernails from
E
When we went digging for gold
CHORUS:
B
It’s just a Waffle House jukebox
B7
Bright lights spinning around
A
But one of these days they just might light your way
A
Make you spill the whole damn bucket
E
And paint this town
D D E
Paint this town
D D E
Paint this town
D D E
D A E