The Wonder Years – The Paris Of Nowhere (Guitar)

               E                   B
We're building shrines to St. Nick Foles

       A
In the windows, in the living rooms

             E              B
I'm playing "Dancing with a Ghost"

       A
In the soft light of the afternoon

    C#m          B                A
I'm alone in the house where your sister died

               E                   B
We're building shrines to St. Nick Foles

       A
In the churches, in the alleyways

              E         B
I watched the river overflow

           A
From the Schuylkill in the pouring rain

    C#m          B                A
I'm alone in the house where your sister died

      C#m             B            A
On the block that you lived your entire life

               B            C#m             A
And I take the same train I did at nineteen

                 B             C#m               A
We danced on the benches in an empty Market East

                  E         F#m
Throw me into the Delaware

    A
And leave me down at the bottom there

    E                B/D#
The black lung of the East Coast

    D        A
The Paris of nowhere

         E        F#m
Into the Delaware

     A
And leave me down at the bottom there

F#m
Desperate, kind, and cut-throat

    A
The Paris of nowhere

E B A
  (Paris of nowhere)

               E              B
We're planting gardens in the potholes

     A
When no one comes to fill them in

              E            B
I'll love you when nobody else will

     A
All shoulder chips and paper skin

        C#m           B        A
You're a kid swinging off of a traffic light

        C#m           B        A
You're a block party outside a junkyard fire

                  E         F#m
Throw me into the Delaware

    A
And leave me down at the bottom there

    E                 B/D#
The black lung of the East Coast

    D        A
The Paris of nowhere

         E        F#m
Into the Delaware

     A
And leave me down at the bottom there

F#m
Desperate, kind, and cut-throat

    A
The Paris of nowhere

D                       A                             E
Two feet of snow on the ground, and it's still coming down

                           F#m
(So I'm gonna dig you out, I'm gonna dig you out)

D                      A                      B
It must get lonely without Colleen and Cheryl around

                     E  B/D#
(I'm gonna dig you out, I'm gonna dig you out)

D                        A                              E
Still got the flowers we found taped to the door of our house

                        F#m
(I'm gonna dig you out, I'm gonna dig you out)

D
You were always looking out

                  E         F#m
Throw me into the Delaware

    A
And leave me down at the bottom there

    E                B/D#
The black lung of the East Coast

    D        A
The Paris of nowhere

         E        F#m
Into the Delaware

     A
And leave me down at the bottom there

F#m
Desperate, kind, and cut-throat

    A
The Paris of nowhere

E  B/D# D A
   The Paris of nowhere

E  B/D# D A
   The Paris of nowhere