Steve Earle : Exit 0

G

There's a road in Oklahoma

F

Straighter than a preacher

C

G

Longer than a memory And it goes forever onward Been a good teacher For a lot of country boys like me I push that load, from here to someday I'll push as long as I'm alive But I don't know how long I'll last 'Cause it's just a road, it ain't no highway I'm blowing by the double five I know I'm going way too fast

D

C

G

I been down this road just searching for the end

D

C

G

D

It don't go nowhere, it just brings you back again

G

Leaves you lonely and cold, standin' on the shoulder

D

F

But you've come too far to go back home

C

G

So you're walking on a nowhere road Some folks say, if you keep rollin' And keep it on the yellow line It'll take you to the big highway But there's a toll to pay, if you're going The keeper of the gate is blind So you better be prepared to pay I been down this road just searching for the end It don't go nowhere, it just brings you back again Leaves you lonely and cold, standin' on the shoulder But you've come too far to go back home So you're walking on a nowhere road

D

A

D

Now I'm a pretty big man around this town

G

D

I got me the hottest little Chevy around

A

D

My sweet little '66 She got a yellow front fender and a gray one on the back But my income tax is comin' and I'm gonna paint her black Sweet little '66

G

C

She got the 396, she got the four on the floor

D

A

D

And those stickers in the window ain't just for show

A

D

My sweet little '66 Now old Bubba and me built her back in '79 Then he went into the army so now she's all mine Sweet little '66 I used to run her down a river road, make a little dough Can't afford another ticket so I'm laying kinda low Me and my '66 She got the 396, she got the four on the floor And those stickers in the window ain't just for show My sweet little '66

Solo

Now she ain't too good on gasoline, she burns a little oil But she was built by Union labor on American soil Sweet little '66 So when your Subaru is over and your Honda's history I'll be blastin' down some back road with my baby next to me In my sweet little '66 She got the 396, she got the four on the floor And those stickers in the window ain't just for show My sweet little '66 She's got the 396, she got the four on the floor And those stickers in the window ain't just for show My sweet little '66 My sweet little '66 My sweet little '66 My sweet little '66

I was born and raised here, this town's my town Everybody knows my name But ever since the glass plant closed down Things around here ain't never been the same I got me a good job all right But some nights take me to another time Back when I was number 29 I was pretty good then, don't you know? Watch him go Buddy, I could really fly Everyone in town came, hip flasks, horn blasts Any autumn Friday night Sally yelled her heart out, "Push 'em back, way back" I was hers and she was mine Back when I was number 29 We was playing Smithville, big boys, farm boys Second down and four to go Bubba brought the play in, good call, my ball Now they're gonna to see a show But Bubba let his man go, I cut back, heard it crack It still hurts me, but I don't mind Reminds me I was number 29 Now, I go to the ballgames, cold nights, half pints Friday nights, I'm always here We got a pretty good team, good boys, strong boys District champs the last three years We got a little tailback, he's pretty quick, he's real slick I take him for a steak sometimes Nowadays he's number 29 I don't follow rainbows, big dreams, brass rings I've already captured mine Back when I was number 29

|

C

|

G

|

C

|

G

| |

C

|

G

|

D

|

G

|

G

Got a lot of memories tied up in this place

C

G

So much time spent in so little space

G

What looked like the world through the eyes of a child

D

Kind of closes in on you after awhile

Em

G

It's a place to grow up and a place to grow old

C

G

You keep your mouth shut and you do what you're told

G

I told mama the day that I ran

D

G

This ain't no place for an angry young man

C

G

Mama if you could see me right now

C

G

You'd be so sure you failed me somehow

Em

C

Mama you never could understand

D

G

There ain't no peace for an angry young man |

C

|

G

|

D

|

G

| A cheap hotel a long way from my home So many people make you feel so alone Dreams die easy out here in these streets And hearts grow cold in the city heat I ain't never been the patient kind I got to live like I please or die tryin' At a filling station with a gun in my hand The only way for an angry young man Mama if you could see me right now You'd be so sure you failed me somehow Mama you never could understand There ain't no peace for an angry young man |

C

|

G

|

D

|

G

| Got a lot of memories tied up in this place Tonight they're starin' me right in the face A lonely grave on the outskirts of town It's three in the morning, ain't no one around Just like a ghost I come out of the night But I'll be gone before the morning light Mama I hope that you understand This ain't no place for an angry young man Mama if you could see me right now You'd be so sure you failed me somehow Mama you never could understand There ain't no peace for an angry young man Mama if you could see me right now You'd be so sure you failed me somehow Mama you never could understand There ain't no peace for an angry young man |

C

|

G

|

C

|

G

| |

C

|

G

|

D

|

G

|

A

D

A

E

A

D

A

E

A

E

Since I first saw you, I've been thinking about you And now I'm out here on the highway going crazy without you I can't help but want you, girl, you're young and pretty But somehow I can't see you up in New York City now

D

F#m

E

A

I'm gonna leave you alone in your own little world

D

E

A

Won't you be my San Antonio girl?

A

E

Be my San Antonio girl

A

E

Be my, be my, be my San Antonio girl

A

E

Now I know you've heard the story about the life in the fast lane What they didn't tell you is you come home on a slow train I'd just as soon remember you the way that I found you Dancing by yourself with the stars all around you I'm gonna leave you alone in your own little world Won't you be my San Antonio girl? Be my San Antonio girl Be my, be my, be my San Antonio girl

A

D

Hey now won't you, won't you be my San Antonio girl?

D

A

E

A

G

Cadd9

G

Cadd9

G

D

G

Cadd9

G

Cadd9

G

D

G

Cadd9

G

The old man loaded up everything that he owned

Cadd9

G

D

On a wagon and headed out west

G

Cadd9

G

The old woman fearlessly faced the unknown

Cadd9

G

D

'Cause she figured he knew what's best

Cadd9

G

And they settled down hard on a government grant

Cadd9

G

D

With six mouths to feed and forty acres to plant

Em

Em7

Cadd9

D

And the rain came down

Cadd9

G

Like an angel come down from above

Em

Em7

Cadd9

D

And the rain came down

Cadd9

D

It'll wash you away and there ain't never enough Fall turned to winter another year gone Over and over again Some took their lives from their land and moved on And some stayed on to plow it back in And the good Lord he giveth and he taketh away And the restless shall go and the faithful shall stay And the rain came down Like an angel come down from above And the rain came down It'll wash you away and there ain't never enough

G

Cadd9

G

Cadd9

G

D

|---------------------------------------------------|

|-0-2-3--2---0-2-3--2---0-2-3---2---0-----2--0-0----|

|---------------------------------------3-----------|

G

Cadd9

G

Cadd9

G

D

|---------------------------------------------------|

|-0-2-3--2---0-2-3--2---0-2-3-2---0-----------------|

|-------------------------------------3----3b--0----|

D

Now my Granddaddy died in the room he was born in

Cadd9

G

Twenty-three summers ago

D

But I could have sworn he was beside me this morning

Cadd9

G

When the sheriff showed up at my door

Cadd9

G

So don't you come around here with your auctioneer man

Cadd9

G

D

'Cause you can have the machines but you ain't taking my land And the rain came down Like an angel come down from above And the rain came down It'll wash you away and there ain't never enough

D

C

Em

C

Em

C

D

G

Em

C

Em

C

D

G

C

D

G

I was born by the railroad tracks

G

C

D

G

The train whistle wailed, and I wailed right back

G

C

D

G

Well papa left mama when I was quite young

G

C

D

G

He said now one of these days you're gonna follow me son

Em

C

Whoa-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Em

C

D

G

I ain't ever satisfied Whoa-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh I ain't ever satisfied Now I had me a woman she was my world Yeah well I ran off with my back-street girl Now my back-street woman could not be true Left me standin' on the boulevard thinkin' of you Whoa-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh I ain't ever satisfied Whoa-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh I ain't ever satisfied

D

C

Em

D

I got empty feelin' deep inside

D

C

Em

D

I'm goin' over to the other side Last night I dreamed I made it to the promised land I was standin' at the gate and I had the key in my hand St. Peter said come in boy, you're finally home I said, no thanks Pete, I'll just be movin' along Whoa-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh I ain't ever satisfied Whoa-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh I ain't ever satisfied

E

A

Well I got outta work and I headed for the neighborhood beer joint

E

A

I sat around and had a beer with the boys like I always do

D

A

Well I didn't have nothin' to say and well there ain't no point

E

A

There's something about a Monday that always makes me blue Well it was way after dark so I knew my wife and kids were waitin' And I guess I took a left where I generally take a right Well I filled her up with gas and checked the oil at the Texaco station I threw the car seat into the dumpster and headed out into the night

D

G

A

Woo woo-woo-woo

E

A

There's somethin' 'bout a Monday that always makes me blue Well I headed south on 35 hell bent for vinyl I'd never had the truck up past 75 before Well there's something 'bout that little red line always looked so final Buddy you'd be surprised how fast a Chevrolet truck can go Now in Mexico they got a little place called Boy's Town Where a man is still a man if you know what I'm talkin' about Well I walked into the Cadillac Bar and I laid my cash down I said "There's plenty more where that came from," and the lights went out Woo woo-woo-woo There's somethin' 'bout a Monday that always makes me blue

Solo over verse chords (one section)

Well I woke up in the county jail across the line in Laredo I had a headache and the deputy was a starin' at me through the door He said, "How you got across that river alive I don't know But you wife just made your bail so now your in her debt for sure" Now my wife she called my boss and she lied so I got my job back And the boys down at the plant they whisper and stare at me Well my wife she finds a lot of little jobs to keep me on the right track That's a small price to pay for a week of living dangerously Woo woo-woo-wee That's a small price to pay for a week of living dangerously

Solo over verse chords (one section)

One, two, three, four!

Instrumental verse (first part)

G

C

G

Ooh pretty baby, what you doing to me?

G

D/f#

G

The way your kisses burn right through me

G

C

G

I don't think I can last much longer

G

D/f#

G

I get weaker and my love gets stronger

D

C

G

I don't think that my heart can take it

G

G/a

C

G

One little slip of a word might break it

G

C

G

Well, believe me, baby, this ain't no crush

G

D/f#

G

I think maybe I love you too much

G

C

G

Baby, baby, baby, oh baby, ooh baby

G

D

G

Ooh baby, baby I love you too much

G

C

G

Baby, baby, baby, oh baby, ooh baby

G

D

G

Ooh pretty, baby I love you too much |

G

|

C

G

|

G

|

G

| |

G

|

D/f#

G

|

G

| I tell myself that this ain't no big thing Then you give another little tug on that heart-string Well, you cut me, darling, and I'm still bleeding Just touch me, baby, that's all I'm needing You must think that I'm easy, don't you? 'Cause I've got scars that I've never shown you Well, every inch of me burns for your touch I think maybe I love you too much Baby, baby, baby, oh baby, ooh baby Ooh baby, baby I love you too much Baby, baby, baby, oh baby, ooh baby Ooh pretty, baby I love you too much, ohhh!

Instrumental verse (first part)

Baby, baby, baby, oh baby, ooh baby Ooh baby, baby I love you too much Baby, baby, baby, oh baby, ooh baby Ooh pretty, baby I love you too much Baby, baby, baby, oh baby, ooh baby Ooh baby, baby I love you too much Baby, baby, baby, oh baby, ooh baby Ooh pretty, baby I love you too much, (Baby!!!)

G

C

G

C

G

No matter which way the wind blows

C

It's always cold when you're alone

G

There ain't no candle in the window

C

You've got to find your own way home

D

Now the rain ain't going to hurt you

C

It's come to wash away your blues

G

C

It's all up to you Nobody said it would be easy But it don't have to be this hard If you're looking for a reason Just stand right where you are There ain't no one out to get you Because they've got to walk in their own shoes It's all up to you

C

It's all up to you

G

No one else can get you through

D

C

Right or wrong, win or lose

G

C

It's all up to you And you can stand out on that highway Look as far as you can see But when you get to that horizon There's always some place else to be But don't you stop to look behind you Because you've got some travelling left to do It's all up to you It's all up to you No one else can get you through Right or wrong, win or lose It's all up to you It's all up to you No one else can get you through Right or wrong, win or lose It's all up to you

C

G

C

G

No matter which way the wind blows

C

It's always cold when you're alone

G

C

G

Steve Earle : Exit 0
1987

Nowhere Road

Sweet Little '66

No. 29

Angry Young Man

San Antonio Girl

The Rain Came Down

I Ain't Ever Satisfied

The Week Of Living Dangerously

I Love You Too Much

It's All Up To You

Steve Earle : Exit 0 1987

Nowhere Road

Sweet Little '66

No. 29

Angry Young Man

San Antonio Girl

The Rain Came Down

I Ain't Ever Satisfied

The Week Of Living Dangerously

I Love You Too Much

It's All Up To You

Steve Earle : Exit 0
1987