The Wallflowers

One Headlight

The Wallflowers

Written by , , Jakob Dylan
Ukulele chords Easy level
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Intro:  G  D  F#  Bm A (2x)   


G                       D   
So long ago I don't remember when    
        F#m                            Bm A  
THat's when they say I lost my only friend   
           G                         D   
Well they said she died easy of a broken heart disease   
      [F#m                          Bm  A        G D F#m Bm  A  
As I listen through the cemetary trees       

         G                          D   
I seen the sun comin' up at the funeral at dawn   
    F#m                     {Bm}{A}   
of long broken arm of human law   
         G                           D   
Now it always seem such a way she always had a pretty face   
       F#m                             {Bm}{A}    G   
I wondered when she hung around this place   
F#m   
Hey, hey, heeehy...   

  
 G   
Come on try a little   
D   
Nothin' is forever   
Em                          A   
There's gotta be somethin' better than in the middle   
G                 D   
Me an Cinderella, put it all together   
Em   
We can drive it home   
A                G D F#m Bm  A  
With one headlight   


G                                      D   
She said it's cold it feels like Idependence Day   
F#m                                 Bm  A  
And I can't break away from this parade   
     G                            D   
But there's got to be an opening somewhere here in front of me   
F#m                                 Bm A  
Through this maze of ugliness and greed   
   G                             D   
I seen the sign up ahead at the county line bridge    
       F#m                                Bm  A  
Saying all is good and nothing less it's dead   
   G                                 D   
Running till she's out of breath she ran until there's nothing left   
F#m                              Bm A  
She hit the end it's her window ledge   
G           F#m   
            Hey Hey Heeeey    

  
G                                    D   
This place is old feels just like a beat up truck   
 F#m                                  Bm A  
I turn the engine but engine doesn't turn   
               G                                  D   
With smells of cheap old wine and cigarettes this place is always such a mess   
    F#m                                  Bm A  
Sometimes I think I'd like to watch it burn   
 G                            D   
So alone I feel just like somebody else   
     F#m                                   Bm A  
Man I ain't changed but I know I ain't the same   
    G                                D   
But somewhere fere in between these city walls are dyin' dreams   
 F#m                                  Bm  A  
I think her death it must be killing me   
G           F#m   
            Hey Hey Heeeey 

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