Verse 
            Bm                        G                    D 
Well me and Johnny on the road seeing rainbows doubled and looking for a pot o’ gold 
                      Bm                          G 
But for every farm in Technicolor green there’s a bruising sky,  
                   D 
beneath we’re just maggots on the asphalt road 
           G                 F#m                 G                    A 
Well every place has got its history, and you’d erase if it’d set you free 
                         Bm                  G 
But is it worth another landscaped wasted to just move on 
                 D 
Johnny, can’t we make the best of it? 


[Refrão]
 
Bm                     G 
Johnny, I’ve sung with pleasure 
D                  A 
It’s a good life, there is no measure 
Bm                 G 
Hey Johnny, in the morning 
D                 D 
When you wake me, call me “darling” 

Verse 
            Bm                               G                          D 
She’s gonna call me when she’s down just to knock me around, long about Michigan 
           Bm                    G                     
We wander parallel lives and I don’t know why, 
             D 
Sometimes it hurts just to know she breathes 
         G                F#m             G             A 
Johnny, she’s got what I need, but she’s gonna let me bleed 
                   Bm                        G               D   
And I’ll just be misty-eyed again at the Olympia-Inn, and adding to that pouring rain 

Verse 
  G             D                              A 
Forget it Johnny, we were rocking’ some kind of crazy scene 
G                 D                     A 
I set myself back, it’s just a land grab and I got more than I need 
G                                     A 
And after all these miles, I’m just a homesick pup 
D                           G 
But I crossed this ocean to give it my best shot 

Instrumental 
Bm  D  A 
Bm  D  A 


[Refrão]
 
Bm                     G 
Johnny, I’ve sung with pleasure 
D                  A 
It’s a good life, there is no measure 
Bm                 G 
Hey Johnny, in the morning 
D                 D 
When you wake me, call me “darling”