Bm E x3
Bm E
So, it's time for us to run
Bm E
Grab your things, lock the door and run
Bm
Home is such a dirty word, no matter what you heard
E
It's a lie
Bm E
Wipe your prints and run
A D
Fame, it means a lot to us
A D
Wash your little hands all by yourself
Bm E
Don't, it breaks your back so run
Bm E
Don't look back, no don't look back, just run
Bm E
Behind every lonely mile, there lies another mile just for you
Bm E
You won't be coming home
A D
Fame, it means a lot to us
A D
Wash your little hands all by yourself
C#m B
It breaks your heart, it won't take your soul
F#m B
Watch the country fade from the road, you gotta believe me
D A
Hold on to something strong, it won't move
D A
On your own, you said it boy, but you're still free
Em D
You'll always, you'll always be free
Bm E x4
A D
I sold my soul for rock and roll and a case of beer
A D
I think I would trade it all for another year
A D x6
A D
Hold on, hold on, hold on, oh slow it down
A D
Hold on, hold on, hold on, just slow it down
A D
I don't believe, I don't believe in anything
A D
I don't believe in anything except you my friends
A C... fade out