John Hiatt – Buffalo River Home (Guitar)

          G
I've been taking off and landing

                   C
But this airport's closed

             F                         C
And how much thicker this fog is gonna get

         G
God only knows

F
Just when you think that you've got a grip

C                                    F
Reality sneaks off, it gives you the slip

C         G/B       Am      G
As if you ever knew what it was

F          Em       Dm
Takin' you down the lime

G                   C
Tearing through the cotton fields and bus shelters

       F
Of the South runnin' helter skelter

                 C    G/B    Am
Down through the Mississippi Delta

G       F                  G
With no place to call your own

          C
Mixing up drinks with mixed feeling

F
All along the paint was peeling

           C      G/B          Am
Down to an Indian blanket on a pony

G       F            Em        Dm
With no rider in the flesh and bone

                F             C
Lookin' for his Buffalo river home

          G
I've been circling the wagons

             C
Down at Time Square

          F                       C
Trying to fill up this hole in my soul

                 G
But nothing fits there

F
Just when you think you can let it rip

       C                                         F
You're pounding the pavement in your daddy's wingtips

C         G/B           Am      G
As if you had someplace else to go

     F      Em         Dm
Or a better way to get there

G                   C
Tearing through the cotton fields and bus shelters

       F
Of the South runnin' helter skelter

                 C    G/B    Am
Down through the Mississippi Delta

G       F                  G
With no place to call your own

          C
Mixing up drinks with mixed feeling

F
All along the paint was peeling

           C      G/B          Am
Down to an Indian blanket on a pony

G       F            Em        Dm
With no rider in the flesh and bone

                F             C
Lookin' for his Buffalo river home

            G
Now there's only two things in life

                       C
But I forget what they are

                      F                       C
It seems we're either hangin' on a moonbeam's coattails

              G
Or wishing on stars

F
Just when you think that you've been gyped

    C                                    Dm   F
The bearded lady comes and does a double back flip

        C           G/B      Am
And you run off and join the circus

G             F        Em   Dm
Yeah you just let that pony ride

G                   C
Tearing through the cotton fields and bus shelters

       F
Of the South runnin' helter skelter

                 C    G/B    Am
Down through the Mississippi Delta

G       F                  G
With no place to call your own

          C
Mixing up drinks with mixed feeling

F
All along the paint was peeling

           C      G/B          Am
Down to an Indian blanket on a pony

G       F            Em        Dm
With no rider in the flesh and bone

                F             C
Lookin' for his Buffalo river home

F    C    F                             C
          Lookin' for his Buffalo river home