Capo 3rd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

It's crystal breakin' in the light of day

It's the heat of the moon that's gone it's way

And everybody's packin' their wings to fly home

Leavin' me here in the cradle of the interstate alone.

And fair-weathered friends are a damned disease

They drink my wine and take my money

Fools are reachin' for a dim spotlight shine

If you want that shine

You're gonna have to write your own damn lines.

It turns a warm heart cold

Hey, clear this road--and let me by.

I got fog in the foothills of Tennessee

It's the catskill mountains and the blue ridge behind me

Toppin' my list on all I need

It's a warm cup of coffee and a bottle of whiskey beside me.

I work so hard to build this livin

In a business of hard lines where nobody's sharin'

Fools chase the tails of that top 40 flight

Hell, the only friend that holds me

Is the cradle of the interstate at night.

It turns a warm heart cold

Hey, clear this road--and let me by.

It's crystal breakin' in the light of day

It's the heat of the moon that's gone it's way

And everybody's packin' their wings to fly home

Leavin' me here in the cradle of the interstate alone.

Lullab-y, roll me gently in this cradle of the interstate home. (3x)