Chords for Shawn Mullins - Twin Rocks, Oregon

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_ _ I met [G] him on the cliffs of Twin [D] Rocks, Oregon.
_ He was [G] sitting on his bed [D] roll looking just like Richard Brodigan.
[G] I thought he was an old [D] man.
He wasn't, [A] at 37.
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He said he'd been riding trains for 15 years and drawing [G] portraits to keep his belly [D] full of beer. _
[G] It looked to me like he died and missed [A] the plane to heaven. _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ But he was a nice old guy for a younger man.
_ [G] He had a bottle of Mad Dog [D] he held in his hand.
_ [G] Waved around [Dm] a lot, to make his point.
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[D] _ _ _ And I [G] listened as he told [D] his tales of wine [G] and women and [D] county jails.
_ We [G] finished off that bottle and [A] smoked a habit joint.
_ [G] _ _ [D] He said, I came here [G] to watch the sun [D] _
_ _ [G] disappear into the [Bm] ocean.
_ _ [A] It's been years since I smelled [G] the salty sea.
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[D] _ He turned his [G] bottle up and down.
[D] _ _ I saw him [G] lost and I saw him [Bm] found.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ He said, I [G] don't know what I've been looking for.
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Maybe me.
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_ _ Well, I told him I too had been traveling around, _ _ living out of my van from town to
town, _ _ [G] playing for tips and whatever [A] records I could move.
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_ I said, [G] I don't reckon I'll be making it [D] big.
It's hard [G] to get rich off a tour of [D] coffeehouse gigs.
_ [G] He said, yeah, but ain't it a blessing [Am] to do what you want to do?
_ _ I told [D] him, yeah, I pulled off here to [Gm] watch the sun _ [D] _
_ disappear [G] into the [Bm] ocean. _
_ _ [A] It's been years since I [G]
smelled the salty sea.
_ _ _ [D] _
He turned his [G] bottle up and [D] down.
_ I saw him [G] lost and I saw him [Bm] found.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ He [G] said, I don't know what I've been looking for. _ _
[F#] Maybe [D] me. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ I said, it's getting kind of late.
_ _ [G] Better [Dm] be heading down the [D] interstate.
_ [G] _ Can I give you [Dm] a lift to San Francisco Bay?
_ [Em] _ _ _ [D] He _ said, [G] nope, I think I'm just going to [D] sit here and rest.
_ _ Maybe wait on the Tokyo Montana Express.
_ _ [G] I might just [Dm] lay here and [Am] dream my life away.
_ _ I'm [D] gonna sit right here.
[G] I'm gonna watch the sun [D] _
_ disappear [G] into the [Em] [Bm] ocean.
_ _ [A] It's been years.
[G] _
_ _ It's been years.
[D] I'm gonna turn my bottle up and [G] down.
You [D] can see me lost [G] and you can see me found.
[Bm] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [B] _ _
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_ [F#] _ [D] _ _ _ I met him on the cliffs of Twin Rocks, Oregon.
He was sitting on his bed roll looking just like Richard Brodigan. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Just like [G] him.
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