intro: [E] [G#m] [A] [B7] W[E]ay back frida[G#m]y wasn't my day I [A]hung my boots on the f[B7]actory door I [E]found a diese[G#m]l headed my way I[A] made my bed here on t[B7]he floor w[Cm]here the station [G#m]never closes o[Cm]nly people h[A]ere shut [E]down t[F#m]hough id never [G#m]live to see the day th[F#m]e likes of whom[G#m] would...