[Primeira Parte]

G                     C       G
Eighteen years old, full of hate, they
                   D        G
Shipped me off in a motorcade
                           C       G
They said boy you're gonna fight a war
                                    D
And you don't even know what you're
      G
Fighting for
                      C      G
I lost friends in the August heat, and
                       D         G
At night it was God I'd always meet
                       C        G
I said Lord, won't you bring me home, I
                       C        G
Got women in the west I wanna hold

[Segunda Parte]

                C        G
I lost you in a waiting room, after
                     D        G
Sleeping there for a week or two
                   C      G
Doctor said he did all he could, you
                      D            G
Were the last thing I had that was

Good
                          C     G
So I walked miles on the Tulsa street
                           D       G
Lights started beaming in from the east
                 C      G
6 A.m. and fucked up again, asking God
          D         G
Where the hell he'd been

( G )

[Refrão]

           C                  G
He said the sun's gonna rise tomorrow
               D              Em
Somewhere on the east side of sorrow
C                      G
Better pack your bags west, stick out
     D                         Em
Your chest and then hit the road
    C                 G
The sun's gonna rise tomorrow, somewhere
      D              Em
On the east side of sorrow
 C                        G
Don't give it a reason to follow, let it
D              Em
Be then let it go
       C G D             Em
Let it be... then let it go

[Terceira Parte]

G
Heard your brother lost his mind in the
C         G
City last fall, was it his blood, or his
                   D      G
Conscience, or the alcohol?
                                  C
Did the Navy do him well or did he wind
    G
Up sick, like every other brave boy from
       D         G
These run down sticks?
                         C       G
Do you ever get tired of singin' songs

Like all your pain is just another
 D        G
Fuckin' sing along?
                          C        G
If you ever get the time come on home, I

Heard Turnpike's back together and
    D        G
They're writin' songs

[Refrão]

           C                  G
He said the sun's gonna rise tomorrow
               D              Em
Somewhere on the east side of sorrow
C                      G
Better pack your bags west, stick out
     D                         Em
Your chest and then hit the road

[Solo] C  G  D  Em 
       C  G  D  Em 

[Refrão]

    C                 G 
The sun's gonna rise tomorrow, somewhere
      D              Em 
On the east side of sorrow
      C                   G 
Don't give it a reason to follow, let it
D              Em 
Be then let it go
       C  G  D             Em 
Let it be...   then let it go