Goin To Maine

E                  C#7
  I woke up at four
            F#                            B
Callin’ my dad to see if he can drop me off at the airport
E              C#7              F#
  My carry-on bag, has enough clothes
   B
to last me
E                     C#7
  I got it all set up
          F#                                B
Twitter location updated so my feed won’t be berated with the
E                     C#7
  "Hey where are you?
        F#        B
Don’t ignore me"

A                                                                         G#
  I’ll tell ‘em that, (I'll tell 'em that) I’m gonna be in Bangor (Bangor, Maine)
A
  I hope they can keep, their jealousy under wraps

    A                    E
The doors draw back by themselves and I awaken
         A                   E
Hear the wind blowin’ in my ears
           A                        E                C#
Though the seat next to me may contain something contagious
   F#                                 B
An itch can’t pull the smile out 'a me
        A                  E
Now the seat belt light is on if you can make it to the
A                         G#
bathroom it’s already too late
    A                   E/B             C#
So, put your headphones on and when you open your
F#          B      E
eyes you’ll be in Maine

E                     C#7                   F#
  Well everyone we've reached our cruising altitude of
      B
'bout 35,000 feet
             E       C#7
It looks like... blue skies from here til Portland
       F#                                    B
We'll be touching on the ground in about, uhhhhh, 25 minutes

E             C#7                 F#
  I step out into the conditioned air of the glorious
B                      E
Portland International Jetport (no smoking please)
C#7                          F#   B
  Yes, all eleven gates of it...
     E                        C#7
And whoa! all the lights, the blurry sights
     F#                          B
You know that those sights seem so unsightly
E                C#7                        F#                     B
  I’ll give it a day or two, to see if the sun keeps this shade of gray, yeah

A                                         G#
  I hit the club, or should I say the Denny’s
A
  Maybe I’ll go mess with Stephen King

    A                    E
The doors draw back by themselves and I awaken
         A                   E
Hear the wind blowin’ in my ears
           A                        E                C#
Though the seat next to me may contain something contagious
   F#                                 B
An itch can’t pull the smile out 'a me
        A                  E
Now the seat belt light is on if you can make it to the
A                         G#
bathroom it’s already too late
    A                   E/B             C#
So, put your headphones on and when you open your
F#          B      E
eyes you’ll be in Maine

E C#7 F# B
(Scatting)
E C#7 F# B
(More scatting)
E     C#7  F#    B   E      C#7  F#   B
Snow hats, lobsters, pine trees, chowder
E     C#7  F#    B   E      C#7  F#   B
Snow hats, lobsters, pine trees, chowder
E     C#7  F#    B   E      C#7  F#   B
Snow hats, lobsters, pine trees, chowder (one, two, come on)

    A                    E
The doors draw back by themselves and I awaken
         A                   E
Hear the wind blowin’ in my ears
           A                        E                 C#
Though the seat next to me may contain something contagious
   F#                                 B
An itch can’t pull the smile out 'a me
        A                  E
Now the seat belt light is on if you can make it to the
A                         G#
bathroom it’s already too late
    A                   E/B             C#
So, put your headphones on and when you open your
F#          B      E
eyes you’ll be in Maine

E   C#7   F#   B            E
    (Scatting) You'll be in Maine
C#7    F#     B
    Woo    Maine
E              C#7                   F#                    B
  You know, um, since I wrote this I have not been back to Maine
                   E                C#7   F#       B      E
But I have been to Florida... and it... uh... it's not...
N.C.
Suck it, Florida

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