Capo 1st fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

 Riff (gtr only) + - –

Cowboys on the road tonight crying in their sleep

 If I was a hungry man with a gun in my hand and some promises to keep

 Who wanted to change the world...what's as easy as murder?

 It's all headlights and vapor trails...and Circle K killers

 And I know I could look at anyone but you now

 I could fall into the eyes of anyone but you now

 So come on, come on, come on, oh...come on through now

 So come on, come on, come on, oh...come on through now

This is a list of what I should have been but I'm not

 This is a list of the things that I should have seen but I'm not seeing

 The look in your eyes as his fingertips lit on your neck and it made you shiver

 I'm just turning away from where I should have been, because I am not

 Anything...oh...anything...oh...

 The president's in bed tonight but he can't get to sleep

 Cause all the cowboys on the radio are killers

 And I believe she loves you cause you never make her feel like anything

 She said I wouldn't feel a thing...but I can feel, oh I can feel

 And I know I could look at anyone but you now

 I could fall into the arms of anyone but you now

 So come on, come on, come on, oh...come on through now

 So come on, come on, come on, oh...come on through now

This is a list of what I should have been but I'm not

 This is a list of the things that I should have seen but I'm not seeing

 The look in your eyes as his finger's unzipping your dress and it makes you shiver

 I'm just turning away from what I shouldn't see, because I am not

 Anything...oh...anything...oh...

Solo

Everyone's in bed tonight but nobody can sleep

 Cause all the satellites are watching through our windows

 She says she doesn't love me like she's acting, but it's as if she isn't talking

 Cause Mr. Lincoln's head is bleeding, on the front row while she's speaking

 I said come on all you cowboys, all you blue-eyed baby boys

 Come on all you dashing gentlemen of summer

 I'll wait for you where Saturday's a memory and Sunday comes to gather me

 Into the arms of god who'll welcome me, because I believe...Oh I believe...

 And I know I could look at anyone but you now

 I could fall into the eyes of anyone but you now

 So come on, come on, come on, oh...come on through now

 So come on, come on, come on, oh...come on through now

This is a list of what I should have been but I'm not

 This is a list of the things that I should have seen but I'm not seeing

 You look at me..............So please won't

 you look at me.......Cause I'm not seeing

 you look at me........Oh I will make

 you look at me.......Or I am not

 Anything...oh...anything...no...

Outro