• Song:

    Miles And Years

  • Artist:

    Del Barber

Miles and Years (capo 3)


Verse G, Am, C
Chorus G, D, C

G
Garbage day north side of Chicago
Am
Dark smoke diesels scream right past
C                                         G
She looks for the words - but never quite sure
G
And I'm waiting for the wind to blow
    Am
The smell of hope far from my nose
    C                              G
The engine in this dream starts to go



        G
And I'm trying hard to hear her
      Am
But I don't quite have the nerve
        C                                  G
Because what she said I have never had the ears for
    G
Now love is on the table
             Am
And he's had one to many beers
         C
And he's laughin' in my face
                        G
And spittin' with every word



G               D    C             G
She was holdin' out, he was movin' on
G                    D          C                  G
Has got me wonderin' how, these things turn out so wrong



G
Our conversations been stained with coffee
   Am
I'm lookin' at an empty cup
     C                              G
With Townes Van Zandt ringing in my ears
G
Walked down to the shores of Great Lake Michigan
    Am
And try my best to shoot down a reason
C                              G
Find that target, I just can't hit



     G
So I ask about her family
       Am
Try my damnedest not to care
        C                               G
Cause I loved her once and I never will forget
   G
We traipsed across those mountain tops
       Am
Played old soul songs from that jukebox
        C                                        G
In that gritty northern bar miles and years from here



G               D    C             G
She was holdin' out, he was movin' on
G                    D          C                  G
Has got me wonderin' how, these things turn out so wrong


G
History is a live and well
         Am
He spent last night with Lefty in a keep motel
           C                                 G
And he's a little bit tired and a little bit upset
         G
I got to ask for forgiveness
          Am
I know he don't just freely give it
        C                              G
I got a chance to pony up for a decent meal
G                                 Am
History, Love, and Desire they're playing poker Texas style
     C                          G
With cards printed right off my chest
G                             Am
Desire she goes all in with a pair deuces and bluffers grin
    C                            G
And Love is folding pocket kings again
G
Desire thinks she can work her king
    Am
But History won't be shamed 
     C                                        G
He's gonna send her home without a penny or a dime



G               D    C             G
She was holdin' out, he was movin' on
G                    D          C                  G
Has got me wonderin' how, these things turn out so wrong X2
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