Sivert Høyem

Exiles

Sivert Høyem


Tom: Bm

 A G A Bm A D A Bm A


[Verse 1]
 G                              A
Down the street from the hotel
Bm                  Bm7              A
Same old streets that we know so well
Bm7                  D                       A
A few high-rises line the walls of urban hell
Bm                                   A
The kids are kicking through the snow

[Chorus]
G                  A
Where the exiles go
          Bm        A
Where the exiles go
G                            A
Come via Stockholm on a train
Bm                              A
Don't wanna make that trip again
G                                            A
Glad to be out here in the sleet and the rain
Bm                          A
Norwegian men I love them so


[Chorus]
G                  A
Where the exiles go
          Bm        A
Where the exiles go
G                            A
Come via Stockholm on a train
Bm                              A
Don't wanna make that trip again
G                                            A
Glad to be out here in the sleet and the rain
Bm                          A
Norwegian men I love them so


[Chorus]
G                  A
Where the exiles go
          Bm       A
Where the exiles go
G                        A
Making movies for the man
Bm                                  A
Getting to work in the back of a van
G                                       A
Getting heavy in a haze of crystal meth.
Bm                          Bm7
Hey no one's ever gonna know


[Chorus]
G                  A
Where the exiles go
          Bm       A
Where the exiles go
G                        A
Making movies for the man
Bm                                  A
Getting to work in the back of a van
G                                       A
Getting heavy in a haze of crystal meth.
Bm                          Bm7
Hey no one's ever gonna know


[Bridge]
G                  A
Where the exiles go
Bm                 A
Where the exiles go
G                  A
Where the exiles go
Bm                 A
Where the exiles go


[Instrumental]
G A Bm A G A Bm E


[Verse 2]
G                                A
A lot of people come through here
Bm                              A
A lot has changed over the years
G                                    A
The kids are getting really young now
Bm                                 A
That come to turn the golden wheels
G                                             A
And you will never ever know just how it feels
Bm                          A
This kind of human sacrifice
G                                  A
To be invisible to everybody's eyes
Bm                                  E
And to Mister politican on the radio
G                                            A   Bm Bm7
And to Mister charming richman in the TV show
A
Do you know?


[Instrumental]
G F#m Bm Bm7


[Bridge]
G                  A
Where the exiles go
Bm                 A
Where the exiles go
G                  A
Where the exiles go
Bm                 A
Where the exiles go
G                  A
Where the exiles go
Bm                 A
Where the exiles go


[Instrumental]
F#m Bm F#m Bm F#m Bm
F# D
F# G D X11


[Verse 3]
F#m          D
And when the driving snow
Bm                  D
Is driving everyone home
F#   G              D
Then all the exiles must go
F#m        G    D
Go walking on their own
F#         D
They never stop and talk
Bm             D
And they never slow down
F#m        G        D
A lone and mindless flight
F#m          D
Like so many animals might
F#         G         D
Be running for their lives
F#m    G             D
They too are running now
F#m      D
Whatever made them run
F#       D
Is never far behind
F#                 D
Is there something out there
Bm             D
They just have to find?
F#                         D
Or can they just never run far enough?
F#m                     Bm                D
And you see it when you see them pass you by
F#             D
And you see it when you look into their eye


[Bridge]
F#        D
That only exiles know
F#            G        D
Where all the exiles go
F#m       D
That only exiles know
F#m                  D
Where all the exiles go


[Outro]
F#         D
Don't look back
F#m   D
Never slow down
F#    D
Don't look back
F#    D
Never slow down
F#    D
Don't look back
F#m   D
Never slow down
F#    D
Don't look back
F#    D
Never slow down

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