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Capo 3

C
Me and Jiggs staring at the cieling
         Am
The stars above the radar range
F
Songs from a station wagon laying foundations
       G 
On the shadows of over passing planes
       C 
And Im feeling good at seven o'clock
            Am
We're gonna drive cross the county line
         F
And find Saturday nights like a orphan child
         G
That the good days left behind

           Dm                  G
And Im not sure we can make it stay
           Dm                          G     G7
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

C Am F G 

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