The Wonder Years – The Devil In My Bloodstream (Ukulele)

                     C#
We wiped out all the Buffalo

                            A#m
Around the turn of the last century,

            F#
And so it's factories and sawgrass,

                                 G#
Wheat fields and asphalt laid in front of me.

                          C#
The Midwest feels like a hollow place

                             A#m
That we filled with love and industry.

          F#
And we're staring at the frozen ground in Goodwill suits,

G#
Silent as the pastor reads the eulogy.

    F#          G#           A#m   G#     F#
Well I wanted to see just a little bit of everything.

       G#
Let me be.

                    C#      F#
Two blackbirds on a highway sign

                A#m               G#
Are laughing at me at four in the morning.

                         C#     F#
They played the war drum out of time

       A#m                       G#
So I'm not sure where I've been marching.

           A#m                  F#
I wanna be strong, but it's not easy anymore.

                  C#         G#        F#
I'm hoping I'm wrong.

                   C#
It's sixteen hours straight to home

                        A#m
From the heart of North Missouri,

         F#
And so I searched through my great-grandpop's memoirs

                    G#
For the devil in my bloodstream.

                        C#
Depression grabbed his throat

                               A#m
And choked the life out of him slowly.

             F#
I've got the same blood coursing through my veins

                       G#
And it'll come for me eventually.

                       C#
I bet I'd be a fucking coward.

                         A#m
I bet I'd never have the guts for war,

              F#
'Cause I can't spend another month away from here.

      G#
These frantic rest stop phone calls don't get answered anymore.

    F#             G#              A#m    G#   F#
But I, I wanted to know if I could please come home.

           G#
So let me know.

                    C#      F#
Two blackbirds on a highway sign

                A#m               G#
Are laughing at me at four in the morning.

                         C#     F#
They played the war drum out of time

       A#m                      G#
So I'm not sure where I've been marching.

           A#m      C#             F#
I wanna be strong,    but it's not easy anymore.

                 C#          G#       F#
I'm hoping I'm wrong.

                 C#          G#       F#
I'm hoping I'm wrong.

                    C#      F#
Two blackbirds on a highway sign

                A#m               G#
Are laughing at me at four in the morning

                         C#     F#
They played the war drum out of time

       A#m                      G#
So I'm not sure where I've been marching.

            A#m          C#       F#
I wanna be strong.

            C#       G#          F#
I wanna be strong, but it's not easy anymore.