Intro: [G-D-A-A]
What a letdown, what a letdown.

Verse: [A-G-D-G]
Even if I let this settle,
It'll lead to a little fight.
Even when I get to meddling
I need to remain polite.
I could cut across this field,
But it hits pretty close to home.
Maybe if I jiggle it a little
It'll open up on it's own.

Chorus: [A-G-D-D]
Oh well, what a letdown.
Oh well, what a letdown.

Verse: [A-G-D-G]
Never has a stranger had a better
Taste of another town.
Just time for a cowboy breakfast -
That's a leak and a look around.
Looks like the land of plenty;
There will be plenty there to do.
That might have been funny at twenty,
But I just turned thirty-two.

Chorus: [A-G-D-D]
Oh well, what a letdown.
Oh well, what a letdown.
Oh well, what a letdown.
Oh well, what a letdown.

A Cappella/Synth Solo [Asus2-E-G-D]

Let down your guard.
Moving forward.
Finally, four words.

Guitar Intro: [G-D-A-A]
What a letdown.
What a letdown.

Guitar Solo: [A-(rest)-D | A-(rest)-G-D :||]

Verse with Guitar Riffs: [A-G-D-G]
Even if I let this settle,
It'll lead to a little fight.
Even when I get to meddling
I need to remain polite.
I could cut across this field,
But it hits pretty close to home.
Maybe if I jiggle it a little
It'll open up on it's own.

Chorus: [A-G-D-D]
Oh well, what a letdown.
Oh well, what a letdown.
Oh well, what a letdown.
Oh well, what a letdown.

Guitar Intro: [G-D-A-A]
What a letdown.
What a letdown.