Intro: B5 C#5 D5 E5 B5 C#5 D5 E5

Verse 1:

  A5 (4)
I went to a party with my girl in the city
     E5 
On election night
      A5 (4) 
I was hoping that we gonna make a move to the left
       D5               D5           D5  
But we gone and made a swing to the right
        D5        D5              Bm4
Now I'm singing the blues for the country
     F#m#5                   E5 ( E5 )
As we move into another long night

Chorus:

D5   A5                   E5 ( E5 )       B5         C#5        D5
 gonna catch that plane and fly by  (Catch that plane and fly)
      A5                     E5 ( E5 )      
Gonna sail on the next high tide
B5           C#5           D5       A5
Just to get away from that cocksucking motherfucker
E5            A5 ( A5 9) A5
Darkening my mind

Verse 2:

   A5
I stood in the corner throwing glances at the TV
           E5
ripped the label off a bottle or nine
     A5
Some sucker rolled up in a beemer trailing streamers
       D5         D5    D5
And I nearly got into a fight
              D5     D5           Bm4
I said you're making a fool of the country 
         F#m#5                     E5          
holding hands with the Christian right,
                                  D5
And I turned to my girl and I cried

Chorus:

D5    A5                   E5      B5         C#5         D5
 Gonna jump that train and ride by  (Jump that train and ride)  
A5                     E5
Sail on the next high tide
  B5         C#5           D5  D5    A5
Just to get away from that cocksucking motherfucker
E5             B5       C#5     E5     A5   
Playing on my mind and darkening our times



C#5     E5     A5      C#5     E5       A5
          Cocksucker,          motherfucker
C#5     E5     A5            C#5     E5     A5
          Cocksucker motherfucker

Bridge:

E5                          A5 
Well all of a sudden I got something to say
  D5                   A5
I buried my head but it wouldn't go away
  E5                        A5
I sat around waiting for a brighter day
        D5                       C#5                   Bm4    E5 
But the bad stuff's coming when the good do nothing it's true
                   D5
So what am I gonna do?

Chorus:

D5     A5              E5      B5        C#5       D5
Gonna backpack through Peru  (Backpack through peru)
      A5                    E5                B5        C#5
Gonna work for a time on a farm in Timbuctoo, To get away from those
D5       A5 
Cocksucking motherfuckers
E5              B5         C#5
Playing on my mind To get away from those 
D5       A5
Cocksucking motherfuckers
E5             A5
Darkening our times.


C#5     E5     A5      C#5     E5       A5
          Cocksucker,          motherfucker
C#5     E5     A5            C#5     E5     A5
          Cocksucker motherfucker



Tabbed by Lewis