C
There ought to be a law,
E
there ought to be a railroad
F C
to take me away, to take me away.
C
There ought to be a law,
E
an ocean of escape,
F C
to take me away, to take me away.
C
There ought to be a law,
E
there ought to be a railroad
F C
that takes you away, that takes you away.
C
There ought to be a law,
E
an order of restraint,
F C
that takes you away, that takes you away.
F G
I heard those symphonies come quick,
C Am F Em
now that you are sick of breathing new life into the form.
F G C Am
Hey Streethawk, you've been spotted hanging out outside the storm.
F G
Why don't you fly?
F A