Jesse Welles – Clay Pigeons (Guitar)

           C
I'm goin' down to the Greyhound Station

             F
Gonna buy a ticket to ride

       C
Gonna find a lady with two or three kids

         G               G7
And sit down by her side

     C                                                    F
And ride 'till the sun comes up and down around me 'bout two or three times

         C
Smokin' cigarettes in the last seat

           G
Trying to hide my sorrows from the people that I meet

          C
And get along with it all

           F
Where the people say, "Y'all"

        C
Sing a song with a friend

            G               G7
Change the shape that I'm in

         C
And get back in the game

       F            C  G  C  C  C  C
Start playing again

C                                                 F
I'd like to stay but I might have to go and start over again

            C
I might go back down to Texas

                        G               G7
Back to some place that I've never been

        C
And get up in the morning, go out at night

             F
And I ain't gotta go home

             C
Get used to bein' alone

            G                G7
Change the words to this song

         C
And get back in the game

       F           C  G
Start playing again

              C
I'm tired of running 'round

                                      F
Lookin' for answers to questions that I already know

         C
I could build me a castle out of memories

              G
Just to have somewhere to go

           C
Count the days and the nights that it takes

                    F
To get back in the saddle again

          C
Feed the pigeons some clay

          G
Turn the night into day

           C                    F              C  G  C  C
And start talkin' again when I know what to say

           C
I'm goin' down to the Greyhound Station

             F
Gonna buy a ticket to ride

       C
Gonna find a lady with two or three kids

         G
And sit down by her side

 C                                                    F
Ride 'till the sun comes up and down around me 'bout two or three times

         C
Smokin' cigarettes in the last seat

      G
Play songs where the people meet

          C
And get along with it all

           F
where the people say, "Y'all"

          C
Feed the pigeons some clay

          G
Turn the night into day

           C                    F              C  G  C  C G C
And start talkin' again when I know what to say