Verse 1: 
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It's midnight at a liquor store in Texas. 
   F                                C7 	  	  	  	  	  	  	       
Beneath the neon, close up's just begun.  
       F 	  	                           Bb    G     
When a boy walks in the door and points a pistol. 
         F               C7                 F 	  	  	  	       
He can't find a job, but man, he's found a gun. 
 
Verse 2: 
F                                           Bb 	  	  	  	  	  	  	       
But a change of heart before there's confrontation. 
          F                                 C7 	  	  	  	  	  	  	       
Let's the old man live and run out in the street. 
       F                                          Bb     G 	  	  	  	  	  	  	       
But he knows that soon they'll come with guns a blazing. 
      F            C7             F  
And already he can feel a great relief. 
 	  	  	  	  	  	       

[Refrão]
F                         Bb 	  	  	  	  	  	  	       
Oh how many travlers get weary, 
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Bearing both their burdens and their scars, 
F                                      Bb        G 	  	  	  	  	  	  	       
Don't you think they'd love to stop complaining, 
    F               C7             F   	  	  	  	  	  	       
and fly like eagles out among the stars. 
 
Verse 3:  
F                              Bb 	  	  	  	  	       
He pictures the arrival of the cruisers. 
          F                           C7 	  	  	  	  	  	  	       
Sees that old familiar anger in their eyes. 
   F                                        Bb     G 	      	  	  	  	  	  	       
He knows that when they're shooting at this loser, 
           F              C7                F 	  	  	  	  	  	  	       
They'll be aiming at the deamons in their lives. 
	  	  	  	  	  	       

[Refrão]
F                         Bb 	  	  	  	  	  	  	       
Oh how many travlers get weary, 
F                                     C7 	  	  	  	      
Bearing both their burdens and their scars, 
F                                      Bb 	  	 G 	  	  	  	  	       
Don't you think they'd love to stop complaining, 
    F               C7             F   	  	  	  	  	  	       
and fly like eagles out among the stars. 
 
Verse 4: 
F                                    Bb 	  	  	  	  	  	  	       
The evening news it carries all the details. 
   F                             C7 	  	  	  	  	  	  	       
He dies in every living room in town. 
    F                                Bb     G 	  	  	  	  	  	  	       
And in his home a bottle's thrown in anger. 
        F                    C7               F 	  	  	  	  	  	  	       
And his father cries, "We'll never live this down." 
	  	  	  	  	  	       

[Refrão]
F                         Bb 	  	  	  	  	  	  	       
Oh how many travlers get weary, 
F                                     C7 	  	  	  	      
Bearing both their burdens and their scars, 
F                                      Bb        G 	  	  	  	  	  	  	       
Don't you think they'd love to stop complaining, 
    F               C7             F   	  	  	  	  	  	       
and fly like eagles out among the stars. 
 
 
           F               C7             F 	  	  	  	  	  	  	       
Oh-Oh, and fly like eagles out among the stars.