F
Walking through the streets of the city
Gm
Looking for a place to sleep
My eyes are tired but open
      F
And I haven't had enough to eat

   F
My shirt and my jeans are dirty
           Gm
Through my shoes I can see my toe
My hair is long and shabby
      F
And I haven't got a friend to know

                   F
So I'm thinking of you, thinking of me
            C         Bb            F
Thinking of old days, how it could be
My days is so short, my nights is so long
            Bb   C              F
Thinking of you, where it went wrong

F
Daddy was a drunk and a failure
       Gm
So his mind had turned to sand
Mummy was a city rose but
F
Me I wasn't planned

     F
So I left home to find my own world
       Gm
With a guitar and a country song
I wrote with deep impression
         F
Where my life had went all wrong

                   F
So I'm thinking of you, thinking of me
            C         Bb            F
Thinking of old days, how it could be
My days is so short, my nights is so long
            Bb   C              F
Thinking of you, where it went wrong

   F
My woman, she up and left me
         Gm
Said she couldn't take anymore
Said our life was kind of dirty
        F
But she cried herself out the door

   F
So now I become a drifter
         Gm
Though I never chose to be
Just living the life of a loner
    F
And Lord I need company

                   F
So I'm thinking of you, thinking of me
            C         Bb            F
Thinking of old days, how it could be
My days is so short, my nights is so long
            Bb   C              F
Thinking of you, where it went wrong

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