[Verso 1]

G                     C       G 
Eighteen years old, full of hate, they 
                   D        G 
Shipped me off in a motorcade 
                           C       G 
They said boy you're gonna fight a war 
                                    D 
And you don't even know what you're 
      G 
Fighting for 
                      C      G 
I lost friends in the August heat, and 
                       D         G 
At night it was God I'd always meet 
                       C        G 
I said Lord, won't you bring me home, I 
                       C        G 
Got women in the west I wanna hold 


[Verso 2]

                C        G 
I lost you in a waiting room, after 
                     D        G 
Sleeping there for a week or two 
                   C      G 
Doctor said he did all he could, you 
                      D            G 
Were the last thing I had that was 

Good 
                          C     G 
So I walked miles on the Tulsa street 
                           D       G 
Lights started beaming in from the east 
                 C      G 
6 A.m. and fucked up again, asking God 
          D         G 
Where the hell he'd been 

( G ) 


[Refrão]

           C                  G 
He said the sun's gonna rise tomorrow 
               D              Em 
Somewhere on the east side of sorrow 
C                      G 
Better pack your bags west, stick out 
     D                         Em 
Your chest and then hit the road 
    C                 G 
The sun's gonna rise tomorrow, somewhere 
      D              Em 
On the east side of sorrow 
 C                        G 
Don't give it a reason to follow, let it 
D              Em 
Be then let it go 
       C G D             Em 
Let it be... then let it go 


[Verso 3]

G 
Heard your brother lost his mind in the 
C         G 
City last fall, was it his blood, or his 
                   D      G 
Conscience, or the alcohol? 
                                  C 
Did the Navy do him well or did he wind 
    G 
Up sick, like every other brave boy from 
       D         G 
These run down sticks? 
                         C       G 
Do you ever get tired of singin' songs 

Like all your pain is just another 
 D        G 
Fuckin' sing along? 
                          C        G 
If you ever get the time come on home, I 

Heard Turnpike's back together and 
    D        G 
They're writin' songs  


[Refrão]

           C                  G 
He said the sun's gonna rise tomorrow 
               D              Em 
Somewhere on the east side of sorrow 
C                      G 
Better pack your bags west, stick out 
     D                         Em 
Your chest and then hit the road 

Solo:  C  G  D  Em  
       C  G  D  Em  


[Refrão]

    C                 G  
The sun's gonna rise tomorrow, somewhere 
      D              Em  
On the east side of sorrow 
      C                   G  
Don't give it a reason to follow, let it 
D              Em  
Be then let it go 
       C  G  D             Em  
Let it be...   then let it go