Great Divide

D
They still listen to high school football
       F#m
On the radio in West Texas
Bm
The lights still shine bright
      A
Every Friday Night
                  D
And you can drive 90 miles an hour
         F#m
Down the highway straight through Sisco
Bm                                 A
The cops are at the ball game, its gettin' tight

        G
And the sky gets wider and wider
D/F#
You disappear like the day
Em                A               D
Into the Great Divide you fade away


D
It's another world all together
       F#m
In the middle of God's country
        Bm                                  A
Smells like money, smells like s**t, yea it smells like hell

But when the cattle's all together
        F#m
And the pumpjacks all are movin'
        Bm
And the cotton's all in bloom
                   A
And it smells like nothin' else


        G
And the sky gets wider and wider
D/F#
Just like a brand new day
Em                  A              D
Out in the Great Divide you fade away


         G      D/F#   Em
E|t's| the land--- of my people 

A                                G      A        D
Dreamers come out here to find a bigger piece of sky

            G     D/F#             Em
E|t's| all the winners--- and all the losers 

          A       G         A       D
Real good people, just like you and I

D
Yeah but nothin's really changed much
       F#m
As you drive down I-20
Bm                             A
Mexicans still work out in the field
    D
And everybody's dirty
           F#m
Man, their all just a bunch of gamblers
    Bm                  A
And some got rich, but they're gamblers still


        G
And the sky gets wider and wider
D/F#
Today's gonna be your day
Em                 A
Out in the Great Divide you fade away



         G      D/F#   Em
E|t's| the land--- of my people 

A                                G      A        D
Dreamers come out here to find a bigger piece of sky

            G     D/F#             Em
E|t's| all the winners--- and all the losers 

          A       G         A       D
Real good people, just like you and I



D
They still listen to high school football
       F#m
On the radio in West Texas
Bm
The lights still shine bright
      A5
Every Friday Night