Flatland Cavalry - Tall City Blues

      Tall City Blues
by The Flatland Cavalry

E  F#m  A  A  E

[Verse 1]

E
Well, I hate this town, hate this place
E
There ain't nothin' to do
       F#m
Except go down to the bar each night
F#m
And drink 'til 2
  A
I hate my job
                    E
I'm always in a bad mood
           F#m                A
I fear I'm comin' down with a case
                 E
Of the tall city blues
E
Well, I'm a CPA, I got my B.B.A. from TTU
         F#m
I crunch numbers in a highrise
F#m
Countin' barrels o' crude
          A
Me and my buddies bitch in the breakroom
                                       E
'Cause our boss went golfin' this afternoon
           F#m                 A
Left us to fend for ourselves
                 E
In the tall city blues


[Chorus]

A          E              A
Tall city dreamin' is the difference
   E            A
In believin' in makin' a livin'
   E
Or lovin' what you do
A         E             A
Raisin' a family among strangers
    E
And wildcatters who
     A            E      F#m      A
Were brought here by the boom
We'll all be strangers soon
               E
With tall city blues


[Verse 2]

E
This one bedroom apartment
E
Is takin' all my dough
        F#m
Fifteen hundred a month
F#m
For Venetian blinds and stained concrete floors
    A
Lay back in my king size bed
                         E
Each night where I sleep alone
         F#m                A
Dreamin' about my next move
                      E
Outta these tall city blues

A          E              A
Tall city dreamin' is the difference
   E            A
In believin' in makin' a livin'
   E
Or lovin' what you do
A         E             A
Raisin' a family among strangers
    E
And wildcatters who
     A            E      F#m      A
Were brought here by the boom
We'll all be strangers soon
               E
With tall city blues


[Verse 3]

E
Got laid off this morning
E
Did you not hear the news
   F#m
We took too much out of the ground
F#m
We knew what to do
A
Tonight no one gives a damn
                               E
Whether your collar's white or blue
                F#m
We'll drain our glasses by the masses
           A
And make a toast
                 E
To the tall city blues
                F#m
Let's drain our glasses by the masses
           A
And make a toast
                 E
To the tall city blues Oh


[Chorus]

A          E              A
Tall city dreamin' is the difference
   E            A
In believin' in makin' a livin'
   E
Or lovin' what you do
A         E             A
Raisin' a family among strangers

    E
And wildcatters who
     A            E      F#m      A
Were brought here by the boom
We'll all be strangers soon
               E
With tall city blues
             F#m       A
We'll all be strangers soon
               E
With tall city blues