V1:	Am			       D
	MOON SHINING DOWN THROUGH THE PALMS
	Am			D
	SHADOWS MOVING ON THE SAND
	Am		         D
	SOMEBODY WHISPERING THE TWENTY-THIRD PSALM
	Am				D
	DUSTY RIFLE IN HIS TREMBELING HAND
	Am			       D
	SOMEBODY TRYING JUST TO STAY ALIVE
	Am		     D
	HE’S GOT PROMISES TO KEEP
	Am		   D
	OVER THE OCEAN IN AMERICA
	Am	           D
	FAR AWAY AND FAST ASLEEP


REFRAIN 1:      F            G                 F             G       Am
                SILENT STARS BLINKING IN THE BLACKNESS OF AN ENDLESS SKY
		F		G	F		 G       Am
		COLD SILVER SATELILTES, GHOSTLY CARAVANS PASSING BY
		F	  G	    F			G
		GALAXIES UNFOLDING, NEW WORLDS BEING BORN
		F		G      F		 G
		PILGRIMS AND PRODIGALS CREEPING TOWARD THE DAWN
			   C	E7			  Am
		BUT IT’S A LONG ROAD OUT OF EDEN


V2:	MUSIC BLASTING FROM AN SUV, 
	ON A BRIGHT AND SUNNY DAY
	ROLLING DOWN THE INTERSTATE,
	IN THE GOOD ‘OL U.S.A.
	HAVING LUNCH AT THE PETROLEUM CLUB 
	SMOKING FINE CIGARS, AND SWAPPING LIES
	“GIMME NOTHER SLICE OF THAT BARBEQUE BRISKET”
	“GIMME NOTHER PIECE OF THAT PECAN PIE”

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REFRAIN 2:	FREEWAYS FLICKERING, CELL PHONE CHIMING A TUNE
		WE’RE RIDING TO UTOPIA, 
                ROAD MAP SAYS THAT WE’LL BE ARRIVING SOON
                CAPTAINS OF THE OLD ORDER CLINGING TO THE REINS
                ASSURING US THE ACHES INSIDE ARE ONLY GROWING PAINS
                BUT IT’S A LONG ROAD OUT OF EDEN


BRIDGE:	        Am	C	D
		Am	C	G


REFRAIN 3: 	F			G
		BACK HOME I WAS SO CERTAIN, 
                F		    G
                THE PATH WAS VERY CLEAR,
                F		   G
                BUT NOW I HAVE TO WONDER, 
                F	          G
                WHAT ARE WE DOING HERE?
                F			  G
                I’M NOT COUNTING ON TOMMOROW
                F			        G
                AND I CAN’ T TELL WRONG FROM RIGHT
                F		G	      F	                  G
                BUT I’D GIVE ANYTHING TO BE THERE IN YOUR ARMS TONIGHT


V3:	WEAVING DOWN THE AMERICAN HIGHWAY
	THROUGHT THE LITTER, AND THE WRECKAGE, AND THE CULTURAL JUNK
	BLOATED WITH ENTITLEMENT, LOADED ON PROPAGANDA
	AND NOW WE’RE DRIVING DAZED AND DRUNK
	BEEN DOWN THE ROAD TO DAMACUS, THE ROAD TO MANDALAY
	MET THE GHOST OF CAESAR ON THE APPIAN HIGHWAY
	HE SAID, “IT’S HARD TO STOP THE BINGEING, ONCE YOU GET A TASTE,
	BUT THE ROAD TO EMPIRE IS A BLOODY STUPID WASTE”


OUTRO:	        F		  G	 F		  G
		BEHOLD THE BITTEN APPLE, THE POWER OF THE TOOLS
		F					  G	   F	G
		BUT ALL OF THE KNOWELDGE IN THE WORLD IS OF NO USE TO FOOLS
			   C	E7
		AND IT’S A LONG ROAD, OUT OF EDEN