Íntro Bb  F  C 

           F 
He saw the lightening flash across 

The bright blue sky 
        Am 
Saw the rain creep across the road 
        Gm 
Well he stopped and said that's 

The Devil beating his wife 
          C 
Some old tale the old folks told 
       F 
It's a five mile walk between here and a town 
     Am 
On a road lined with sugarcane 
Gm 
They won't notice if it goes anywhere 
     C 
Here lately it's like they've 

Forgotten his name 
Dm      Am               C 
He just can't forget the way 

         Bb                F 
That the days seem so much brighter 
        Dm                             Am 
And thе breeze could blow the troubles away 
Bb                    F             C 
You could see angеls dancin' in the flame 
         Bb                  F 
This old place seems so much bigger 
       Dm                      Am 
Now he sees it all a different way 
Bb              F                        C 
Nothin's really changed but it ain't the same 

          F 
He's been back from overseas about thirty days 
   Am 
He returns standin' proud and true 
         Gm 
Yeah the new's worn off of his welcome home 
        C 
Like the heat burnin' off the dew 
F 
Empty bottles that mean the bills ain't gettin' paid 
     Am 
Same holes knocked in the walls 
     Gm 
Mama don't fight back like in her younger days 
      C 
Going over the edge well it's a hell of a fall 

Dm     Am             C 
Can he just go back a page? 

         Bb                F 
That the days seem so much brighter 
        Dm                             Am 
And thе breeze could blow the troubles away 
Bb                    F             C 
You could see angеls dancin' in the flame 
         Bb                  F 
This old place seems so much bigger 
       Dm                      Am 
Now he sees it all a different way 
Bb              F                        C 
Nothin's really changed but it ain't the same 

Solo F  E  Bb  C  
       F  E  Bb  C  
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       F  E  D  A  C 

F 
He don't know what he's headed for 
        Am 
But the buses run right on time 
Gm 
Anywhere's better than stayin' here 
         C 
With the ghosts runnin' through his mind 
Dm               Am 
Things that he's seen and done 
Dm                  Am 
Are so much for any mother's son 
Dm                     Am 
To live down or try to run away from 
C 
Can he run? 

         Bb                F 
That the days seem so much brighter 
        Dm                             Am 
And thе breeze could blow the troubles away 
Bb                    F             C 
You could see angеls dancin' in the flame 
         Bb                  F 
This old place seems so much bigger 
       Dm                      Am 
Now he sees it all a different way 
Bb              F                        C 
Nothin's really changed but it ain't the same 

Final F  E  Bb  C 
        F  E  D  A  C