Big Shiny Cars

	  		Intro: (F) (Bb) (F) (Bb) 

The (F) boys that I (Bb) hang with went (F) down to the (Bb) Firebird: 
They (F) sang for two (Bb) hours an' they played for their beers. 
They (F) wrestled their (Bb) demons for (F) good friends and (Bb) neighbors: 
(F) Moved them to (Bb) dance an', (Gm) sometimes, to (F) tears. (Bb) (F) (Bb) 

They sang about highways, 'bout strippers an' killers; 
'Bout fingers in satin, an' lamplight on lace. 
An' songs about love, an' songs about heartbreak, 
An' some people say they were ghosts in the place. 

 So we'd (C) shout hallelujah an' (Bb) sing Jambal(F)aya: 
 You (Dm) shoot for the moon, you wind (Gm) up 'mongst the (C) stars. 
 Some (Bb) day we'll be (F) able to (Bb) get a good (F) table, 
 An' (Bb) ride around (F) town in them (Bb) big shiny (F) cars. (Bb) (F) (Bb) 

It's no bed of roses when all a man knows is, 
Three chords an' a dust cloud an' a mind himself now. 
With these high-powered brokers with their lizard-skin loafers, 
And a dangerous habit they just can't put down. 

 So he'd shout hallelujah an' sing Jambalaya: 
 You shoot for the moon, you wind up 'mongst the stars. 
 Some day we'll be able to get a good table, 
 An' ride around town in them big shiny cars 

 An' (Bb) ride around (F) town in them (Bb) big shiny (F) cars. (Bb) (F) (Bb)