Intro
Am C6 D
Am C6 D
Am C6 F6 G6
Am C6 D G E7
Am C6 D
Ver1
Am C6 D
Can't stop thinking 'bout it
Am D Em7
It fills me with unease
Am C6 D
Out there by the roadside someone's lyin'
G (pause) Am
Under sycamore leaves
Am D Am D
B E
Ver2
Am C6 D
Wet grounds, late September
Am D Em7
The foliage of the trees
Am C6 D
I came upon this feeling that someone's lying
B C6 Am
Covered by sycamore leaves
Am D Am D
Bridge
B G Am
And I could never make it
B G Am
And I could never see
B G D
And I could never break out
C6 E Am
And shake its grip on me
Am C6 D
Am C6 D
Ver1
Am C6 D
Can't stop thinking 'bout it
Am D Em7
It fills me with unease
Am C D
Out there by the roadside someone's lyin'
B C6 Am
Covered by sycamore leaves
and repeat the last phrase just like coda