Intro: CC G F C With a bag, a bottle and this old guitarC G F C In the back of some bus, on the roadC G F C I'm living the high life, with nothing to showC G C But a love that's letting me goF G C Your heroes turn out to be assholesF G C The light that you're chasing in the tunnel is a trainF G C Singer's in key, the guitar's in tuneF G C But the song is still slipping awayC G F C Oh, the lights of the city paint a stage in the nightC G F C For two hearts breaking in timeC G F C Wild horses are cursed, but then freedom and mindC G C And the hunger left burning insideF G C Your heroes turn out to be assholesF G C The light in the tunnel that you're chasing is a trainF G C Singer's in key, the guitar's in tuneF G C But the song is still slipping awayF G C And slowly nothing else mattersF G C As the white and the black become grey
The Song Is Still Slipping Away
Shooter Jennings
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