Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

Come out and burn rubber, it's out in the streets

It's Saturday night once again.

The highway patrol stops at Denny's to eat,

The world's racin' but nobody wins.

Young girls will try the new fashion tonight,

Then go the dance at the school.

And the boys will start drinkin' and get their heads tight

And the flatlanders try to look cool.

Then the band will start playin' and no one will care,

Though they request all their favorite songs.

They just wanna make sure that their friends are all there,

So they can feel like they belong.

Then they go to a friends' house and watch MTV,

Where all the bands look just alike.

And they may even like some of that dumb stuff they see,

Then dress up in leather and spikes.

But when they go and they start to grow old

They go home to bed every night

'Cause when they start workin' they get tired and slow

Get married and start a new life

Friends move away, never heard of again

Funny how everyone ages

Their face in the yearbook is what's left of them

And the poems that they left on the pages

Where Do They Go

from the record "Tales of the New West" by The Beat Farmers

written by Jerry Raney

Note: the first line of the lyric is WAY wrong, as I can't make it out.

Chord positioning over lyrics is approximate.

The intro D pattern repeats throughout.

Chord notes:

Dsus4 000233 - just add your pinky to the D chord at the 3rd fret

(leave your 3rd finger where it was to keep the D chord intact)

Dsus2 000230 - drop the top string from the D chord

Intro

Come out and burn rubber, it's out in the streets

It's Saturday night once again.

The highway patrol stops at Denny's to eat,

The world's racin' but nobody wins.

Young girls will try the new fashion tonight,

Then go the dance at the school.

And the boys will start drinkin' and get their heads tight

And the flatlanders try to look cool.

Then the band will start playin' and no one will care,

Though they request all their favorite songs.

They just wanna make sure that their friends are all there,

So they can feel like they belong.

Then they go to a friends' house and watch MTV,

Where all the bands look just alike.

And they may even like some of that dumb stuff they see,

Then dress up in leather and spikes.

But when they go and they start to grow old

They go home to bed every night

'Cause when they start workin' they get tired and slow

Get married and start a new life

Friends move away, never heard of again

Funny how everyone ages

Their face in the yearbook is what's left of them

And the poems that they left on the pages

Subject: CRD: where_do_they_go by beat_farmers

Where Do They Go

from the record "Tales of the New West" by The Beat Farmers

written by Jerry Raney

Note: the first line of the lyric is probably wrong, as I can't make it out.

Chord positioning over lyrics is approximate.

The intro D pattern repeats throughout.

Chord notes:

Dsus4 000233 - just add your pinky to the D chord at the 3rd fret

(leave your 3rd finger where it was to keep the D chord intact)

Dsus2 000230 - drop the top string from the D chord

Intro

Young Nazi's burn rubber, watch out in the streets

It's Saturday night once again.

The highway patrol stops at Denny's to eat,

The world's racin' but nobody wins.

Young girls will try the new fashion tonight,

Then go the dance at the school.

And the boys will start drinkin' and get their heads tight

And the flatlanders try to look cool.

Then the band will start playin' and no one will care,

Though they request all their favorite songs.

They just wanna make sure that their friends are all there,

So they can feel like they belong.

Then they go to a friends' house and watch MTV,

Where all the bands look just alike.

And they may even like some of that dumb stuff they see,

Then dress up in leather and spikes.

But when they go and they start to grow old

They go home to bed every night

'Cause when they start workin' they get tired and slow

Get married and start a new life

Friends move away, never heard of again

Funny how everyone ages

Their face in the yearbook is what's left of them

And the poems that they left on the pages