Me And John R

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Ain’t it funny how a man can pack everything in a duffle bag
G
At least everything that means, something to ya
Am
Leather coat and black guitar in the backseat of your car
G                                            F
A ring of fire and goodbyes burning through ya
G                                  E7
It seems like hell but sings like hallelujah

F
Me and John R got nothing to lose
C                                      Am
But a thousand miles of thumbin and two weeks of union dues
F
Lord knows my heart ain’t all that’s broke
C                                         Am
And the only cash I’m gonna find’s on the am radio
F                               Em             Am7
Rolling down the highway singin Folsom Prison Blues
F                             G
Me and John R got nothin to lose

Am
Counting crows on the powerlines, times moves on but it don’t fly
G
And love gone wrong don’t know which way to turn
Am
Flipped a coin and I headed west, where I’ll stop is anyone’s guess
G                                   F
Put Jesus on the dash and chase the sun,
G                                   E7
She don’t care but I still miss someone

F
Me and John R got nothing to lose
C                                                      Am
But the address where we live and the love that she refused
F
Lord knows my heart ain’t all that’s broke
C                                         Am
And the only cash I’m gonna find’s on the am radio
F                                Em             Am7
Rolling down the highway singing Folsom prison blues
F                             G
Me and John R got nothin to lose

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