Dm                Am
Yard trip number seven is the one that they
Dm              Am
painted on the lawn
Am                 F
And if we load it up into this gun
G                 E
Soon it'll all be gone
Am            G
Quarter to eleven on the
Am            G
day of my birth
Am                         F
In the desert wind I would have a grin that might
G             E
shatter the earth

[Interlude]

Am     G  x2
Dm     G  x2

[Verse]

Dm                           Am
There's three short ways to live again
Dm                  Am
Crumble like paper upon my skin they all
Am                    F
tell you to try but you're gonna cry when
G                         E
no one cares where you've been
Am               G
Couple days of driving in
Am                  G
circles, I'd rather spin we've got
Am                   F
eight more lives and two more tries
G                 E
And six ways for tripping me high

[Interlude]

Am  G x2

[Verse]

Dm                Am
Yard trip number seven Is the one they tried to
Dm          Am
steal from heaven
Am                F
And if we load it up into this gun
G                 E
Soon it'll all be gone