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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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