Tom: C
C G
Girl you know I love this town, lived here all my life
Am F
Right up ‘til you left me, figured this would be where I’d die
C G
Now I’m thinkin’ ‘bout a U-Haul, selling everything I can’t haul
Am F
Get a load of you off my chest move out west, maybe Utah
C G
Find a little cabin in the hills, in the middle of Nowhereville
Am F
Irish setter, my old guitar, .22 rifle, and a rod and reel
C
Read that Bible Mama gave me
G
Maybe stumble on some words to save me
Am G F
Think I’d really like the sound of a mountain breeze
G F C
And being somewhere, where I can suffer in peace
C G
Saw you last Saturday and I just about lost my cool
Am F
You were sittin’ in his car at the Tiger Mart by our old high school
C G
Back to square one again, gettin’ over you over again
Am F
Girl I need to be somewhere else, ‘cause I don’t trust myself around you and him
C G
I’m thinkin’ cabin in the hills, in the middle of Nowhereville
Am F
An Irish setter, my old guitar, a .22 rifle, and a rod and reel
C
Thumb through that Bible Mama gave me
G
Maybe stumble on some words to save me
Am G F
You know I’d really like the sound of a mountain breeze
G F
And being somewhere, where I can suffer in peace
F G
No TV, no telephone
Am G
Hang this heartache on a rainbow
C G
And find a little cabin in the hills, in the middle of Nowhereville
Am F
My Irish setter, an old guitar, .22 rifle, and a rod and reel
C
Thumb through that Bible Mama gave me
G
Maybe stumble on some words to save me
Am G F
You know I’d really like the sound of a mountain breeze
G F C - G
And being somewhere where I can suffer in peace
Am - F
I can suffer in peace
C - G
Suffer in peace
