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Intro: D
[Verso 1]
D Crime is high and traffic sucks D A place to park costs thirty bucks A Can't see the stars for all the neon D Dog can't even find grass to pee on D Crickets don't sing, the neighbors don't wave D I get flipped off 'bout twice a day A Gotta go inside if you want fresh air A Everybody here just ain't all there
[Refrão]
D This town is takin' its toll G Drivin' us crazy, growin' us old D Turnin' us into city folk A I can't keep this up D We need a lot more space G A little more time at a slower pace D A Seems to me this town ain't small enough D For the both of us
[Verso 2]
D I miss the sound of dirt road gravel D And hearin' how they're bitin' at the bait and tackle A The only log jam you'll see all day D Is an old farm truck haulin' hay D I need a plate of Mama's fried chicken D I need to see a bird that ain't a damn pigeon A Concrete jungle more like prison A This life ain't what I call livin'
[Refrão]
D This town is takin' its toll G Drivin' us crazy, growin' us old D Turnin' us into city folk A We can't keep this up D We need a lot more space G A little more time at a slower pace D A Seems to me this town ain't small enough D For the both of us Instrumental: D A D A
[Refrão]
D This town is takin' its toll G Drivin' us crazy, growin' us old D Turnin' us into city folk A We can't keep this up D We need a lot more space G A little more time at a slower pace D A Girl, I think this town ain't small enough D For the both of us A Seems to me this town ain't small enough D For the both of us Outro: D
Enviado por: Fernando Santana
Corrigido por: sem correções
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