Intro
A
If I had a wagon I would
D
Go to Colorado, go to Colorado
A
Go to Colorado
A
If I had a wagon I would
F#m D
Go the state where a man
E A E A
Can walk a mile high.
[Verse]
A
Sit down if it suits you, darling.
F#m
Pour yourself a drink.
D A E
Because nothing gets you down when you're too drunk to think.
A F#m
I've got a two ton iron weight that weighs heavy on my spine.
D
And I'd love to toss it on this table.
A E
But now is not the time
[Chorus]
A
Cause it's... too late to dream, boys.
F#m
She's already gone.
D
I've got nothing left but pain and grief.
A E
So throw a record on.
D E
And we'll sing until the sun comes up.
A A/G# F#m E
And we'll dance until we crash.
D E A E A
Until our sorrows are just whispers in a shot glass.
[Verse]
A
Sit down, sing me a song, girl.
F#m
Tell me how you feel.
D
Because we've been wearing these fucking goofy smiles
A E
and we both know they're not real.
A
Maybe you could ease me of this pain.
F#m
I'd pluck the thorns right from your spine.
D
If I had the guts I think I have when I'm drunk,
A E
then I'd try to make you mine.
[Chorus]
A
But it's... too late to dream, boys.
F#m
She's already gone.
D
I've got nothing left but pain and grief.
A E
So throw a record on.
D E
And we'll sing until the sun comes up.
A A/G# F#m E
And we'll dance until we crash.
D E A A/G# F#m E
Until our sorrows are just whispers in a shot glass.
D E A E A
Until our sorrows are just whispers in a shot glass.