E
[Verse 1]
E
Tommy lies drunk on his own front lawn
Abm
At three in the morning, his work shirt still on
A
And He curses the man, and he curses his boss
E E
And a cloud rolls past and the night grows dark
E
And thirty-one years on the factory floor
Abm
The grease and the motor, the seven to four
A
And the face of his daughter, no child anymore
E E
Yeah his wife and his mother, his life and his love
E
And the heat and the rise of a burning shame
Abm
The pride in the work and the years that he gave
A
Just a flick of a pen, just a cold handshake
E
What's a man really worth at the end of the day
A* E
[Verse 2]
E
And Tommy he stands and the rain starts to fall
Abm
He catches his step, and he heads for the car
A
And he drives past the factory lights in the dark
E
Just a man out of work, just a man out of luck
E
And the bars all empty, the town asleep
Abm
He presses the pedal, he tears up the street
A
To the edge of the town, where the highway leads
E
To the end of the world, to the end of a dream
E
And racing the headlights, the clouds never clear
Abm
And he's revving the engine, he's stripping the gears
A
And the moon on the asphalt, his face in the mirror
E
And the rain coming down like a dark chandelier
E
And the radio blasting, a song about home
Abm
And he's flying so fast, he's leaving the ground
A
And the beautiful lights as he's spinning around
E
And the silent night when the lights go out
[Solo]
A* E A* E
[Verse 3]
E
And Tommy he wakes with the blood on his face
Abm
The moon up above, and the cool falling rain
A
And he feels his body, and he hears his name
E
In the scream of the siren, in the heat of the flame
E
And he calls for his daughter in the thick black night
Abm
And he tells that he loves her, he yells for his wife
A
And he sees her above him, her dark, sad eyes
E
And he pleads with his god, and he bargains with time
E
And the rain falls harder, it washes away
Abm
The blood and the fire, the fear and the shame
A
And the sirens arrive and he screams and he prays
E
To the moon in the sky, to the stars and the rain
[Solo]
A* E A* E
[Verse 4]
E
And nothing but mercy, the angels press
Abm
The gold of their robes to the well of his breast
A
And he opens his eyes, and he quietly says
E
Don't take me tonight, I got work to do yet
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