Capo 4th G5 C5 F5 C5 F5 C5 If i had a cinder block for every lie i told F5 G5 C5 F5 we could have build us a house fine as any city block D5 G5 C5 to keep us out of the cold, F5 G5 C5 cause the winters long longer in this shitty town, F5 C5 D5 G5 with the gas can rusting down the street F5 G5 C5 F5 and the cherry trees and evry boom box playing loud D5 G5 C5 F5 D5 G5 C5 we sing along we sing till dawn just one more american song C5 F5 C5 F5 C5 john was a quiet boy in school johnny with the fiery red hair F5 G5 C5 F5 he went to the army like a lot of them do D5 G5 C5 and he got fucked up over that F5 G5 C5 F5 and if you see him now he pushs a shopping car in the parking lot C5 D5 F5 if you call him he don't hear a thing D5 G5 C5 F5 the call him john the priest john the king of bottle talk D5 G5 C5 F5 D5 G5 C5 priest of porn his war's still on it's just one more american song C5 F5 C5 F5 C5 there's a place i heard about, once...a place called union street F5 G5 C5 F5 a place on high a place where we could all be one D5 G5 C5 it sounded pretty good to me F5 G5 C5 F5 and aint no gasoline gonna take us back that way again C5 F5 G5 when the years have rusted out our fence D5 G5 C5 F5 when our jeans were torn and we were all the best of friends D5 F5 G5 and the music .......(???) D5 G5 C5 F5 i can hear that band they're near at hand D5 G5 C5 F5 and I really hope it's not the wind again, Oh no D5 G5 C5 F5 D5 G5 C5 G5 it don't belong boys cause something's gone, one more american song D5 G5 C5 F5 D5 G5 F5 don't be long boys, I'm hanging on to for just one more american song D5 G5 C5 F5 D5 G5 C5 it's been too long boys, somethings gone , one more american song
