D
There ought to be a law,
                                    A7
there ought to be a railroad
		       G			D
to take me away, to take me away.
                                     D
There ought to be a law,
                          A7
an ocean of escape,
                         G			D
to take me away, to take me away.

				D
There ought to be a law,
				A7
there ought to be a railroad
			    G				   D
that takes you away, that takes you away.
				D
There ought to be a law,
			A7
an order of restraint,
			   G				   D
that takes you away, that takes you away.

 			G		A7
I heard those symphonies come quick,
E7			   D				G
now that you are sick of breathing new life into the form.
	G		  A7			              E7		D
Hey Streethawk, you've been spotted hanging out outside the storm.
G
Why don't you fly?


A7  G