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Standard (EADGBE)

Me and Jiggs staring at the cieling

The stars above the radar range

Songs from a station wagon laying foundations

On the shadows of over passing planes

And Im feeling good at seven o'clock

We're gonna drive cross the county line

And find Saturday nights like a orphan child

That the good days left behind

And Im not sure we can make it stay

Suns going down and its the end of the day

Me and friends sitting in park

Drinking beer underneath the trees

Lying on your back as the sun goes down

You know it's perfect cause you have to leave

On a Saturday night in a town like this

I forget all my songs about trains

In a bar with a jukebox and you on my arm

Heaven and earth are pretty much the same

And Im not sure we can make it stay

Suns going down and its the end of the day

Later on sitting on the roof

Talking like the night could last all night

Like we are all half crazy

And all at least half alright

Sitting on the porch singing Townes Van Zandt

We play guitar to burn off the hours

'Til we climb the fences at the edge of town

And paint our names on the water towers

And Im not sure we can make it stay

Suns going down and its the end of the day

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