Blue Highways - Graham Parker

D bm d bm The kid’s left home, the kid’s got a kid of her own

D bm d bm Don’t knock that door, don’t knock it, nobody’s home

Em bm em bm The mystery sign, turn off and follow it blind

Em d g d The interstate is jammed and crammed with exhaust mist

Em d g It only leads to somewhere you’ll never miss

You’ll never miss

D bm d bm Get on the blue highways, follow the blue highways

Em bm em bm You know that they’re there, you know that they’re there

F#m g a d bm d bm Where the real america lies

D bm d bm The rusty chrome, the shutters swing open and closed

D bm d bm Don’t knock that door, don’t knock it, nobody’s home

Em bm em bm The blood runs cold, the blood runs cold

Em d There must be gold where fools are

G a That’s what we are, that’s what we are

D bm d bm Get on the blue highways, follow the blue highways

Em bm em bm You know that they’re there, you know that they’re there

F#m g a bm

Where the real america lies

Em bm em bm em d bm d bm Blue highways, blue highways, blue highways

(outro same as intro) /pre>