capo 4
Intro
[E5]
[E5]She was born at a rest stop on the Kansas state line
In the back of a Dodge in the summer time
Her mama n[A2]amed her Indiana like their lisence plate
With the hum of the tires on the interstate, she was cr[E5]yin'
They left her at a Denny's up in Colorado
In a blanket with her name written on a note
It said forgive us Lord for not taking her
But this child has a better chance of makin' it
In s[B]omeone else's arms[E]
Chorus
[B]It's a crazy thi[C#m7]ng, [A9] [E] fate has[B] perfect w[C#m7]ings[A9]
[E]All the way d[B]own the lin[C#m7]e[F#7]
[F#m7]Angels working overtime[E5]
She was raised in a place called Cheyenne Wells
She didn't fit in and everyone could tell
That she didn't belong in some prairie town
When she turned eighteen she bought a ticket out
On a greyhound
They stopped a few miles out of Santa Fe
She got out for a smoke and they drove away
She hitched a ride with a boy right outta school
He said I'm headed out West and she said me too
If that's alright
Chorus
It took a couple hundred miles 'til they fell in love
And forever was the only thing good enough
And in a moment of passion in a motel room
They held on tight and their aim was true
Now they're countin down the days and dreaming all night
In an apartment in LA
Intro
[E5]
[E5]She was born at a rest stop on the Kansas state line
In the back of a Dodge in the summer time
Her mama n[A2]amed her Indiana like their lisence plate
With the hum of the tires on the interstate, she was cr[E5]yin'
They left her at a Denny's up in Colorado
In a blanket with her name written on a note
It said forgive us Lord for not taking her
But this child has a better chance of makin' it
In s[B]omeone else's arms[E]
Chorus
[B]It's a crazy thi[C#m7]ng, [A9] [E] fate has[B] perfect w[C#m7]ings[A9]
[E]All the way d[B]own the lin[C#m7]e[F#7]
[F#m7]Angels working overtime[E5]
She was raised in a place called Cheyenne Wells
She didn't fit in and everyone could tell
That she didn't belong in some prairie town
When she turned eighteen she bought a ticket out
On a greyhound
They stopped a few miles out of Santa Fe
She got out for a smoke and they drove away
She hitched a ride with a boy right outta school
He said I'm headed out West and she said me too
If that's alright
Chorus
It took a couple hundred miles 'til they fell in love
And forever was the only thing good enough
And in a moment of passion in a motel room
They held on tight and their aim was true
Now they're countin down the days and dreaming all night
In an apartment in LA
