Chords for Jason Isbell - Streetlights - 10/20/2011 - The Living Room, New York, NY

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_ _ _ _ Where's that angel [E] with dirty knees [C] who wasn't hard to please when [G] we first met?
_ _ _ She don't act [E] like she needs me [G] now, she [C] don't even seem to [G] be upset. _ _
_ Maybe I cover [E] too much ground, I've [C] been from town to town since [G] I grew up.
_ _ Could my dreams take [E] up too much space?
[C] I'll never find a place that's [G] big enough.
[D] _ And [Em] the chairs [D] go up on the bar [A] now, _ [Em] and the table [G] lights go [D] black.
_ So [Em] I order [G] one [D] last double, and start calling [G] people back. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Mark sounds good, he's [E] been working hard, he [A] couldn't punch a [G] card to save his life.
_ _ _ Said he's glad that [Em] he quit the road, he said [C] he's getting old, he [G] missed his wife. _ _ _
Little [A] M's been asleep since [G] nine, I'm [C] sure she's doing fine, [G] she always is. _
_ Dad won't answer [E] his phone at night, [C] but I guess that's alright, the [G] place is his.
[D] _ And the chairs are up on the bar [A] now, _ [Em] and they're [D] asking me to leave.
[A] _ _ [Em] So I give [G] the [D] girl a bill, start rolling [G] down my sleeves. _ _ _ _ _ _
In my pocket, [F#] _ directions back [G] across the railroad tracks to where I crash.
_ _ Maybe I should [E] wave down a car, I [C] won't be going far, and I [G] got cash.
[D] _ _ [Em] Think I blocked [A] just a park away, but I can't really [C] say, it's been [G] all night. _ _
How I wish [E] you would call me here, [C] but you just disappeared, it [G] wasn't [D] right. _
And the street lights help a little, [A] _
_ [Em] but they're barely [D] half alive. _
[A] _ _ [Em] And I don't [D] feel much like walking, and I sure [G] as hell can't drive. _
_ _ _ _ _ Close your eyes [E] and remember this, it [C] won't be back again, it's [G] almost gone. _ _ _
Even times that [E] don't seem like much will [C] be your only crutch when [G] you're alone. _
_ _ Time moves slow when [E] you're seventeen, [A] and then [C] it picks up steam at twenty [G]-one.
_ _ _ _ _ Pretty soon you'll [E] remember when you [G] could remember when you loved someone.
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_ [N] Thank you.
_ Thanks. _
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