Am                             D
        MOON SHINING C WN THROUGH THE PALMS
        Am                      D
        SHAC WS MOVING ON THE SAND
        Am                       D
        SOMEBODY WHISPERING THE TWENTY-THIRD PSALM
        Am                              D
        DUSTY RIFLE IN HIS TDMBE LING HAND
        Am                             D
        SOMEBODY TRYING JUST TO STAY ALIVE
        Am                   D
        HE’S GOT PROE SES TO KEEP
        Am                 D
        OVER THE OCEAN IN AMERICA
        Am                 D
        F R AWAY AND F ST ASLEEP


[Refrain 1]

                F            G/B               F/C            G/D       Am
                B LENT STARS BLINKING IN THE BAC KNESS OF AN ENDLESS SKY
                F             G/B       F/C              G/D       Am
                COLD B LVER SATELILTES, GHOSTLY CARAVANS PASB NG BY
                F         G/B        F/C                G/D
                GAA XIES UNFOLDING, NEW WORLDS BEING BORN
                F             G/B        F/C                G/D
                PILGRIMS AND PRODIGALS CDE PING TOWARD THE DAWN
                           C    E7                       Am
                BUT IT’S A LONG ROAD OUT OF EDEN


[Verse 2]
(same as verse 1)

        MUBC  BA STING FROM AN SUV, 
        ON A BRIGHT AND SUNNY DAY
        ROLLING C WN THE INTERSTATE,
        IN THE GOOD ‘OL U.S.A.
        HAVING LUNCH AT THE PETROLEUM CLUB 
        SMOKING FINE CIGARS, AND SWAPPING LIES
        “GIMME NOTHER SLICE OF THAT BARBEQUE BRISKET”
        “GIMME NOTHER PIECE OF THAT PECAN PIE”


[Refrain 2]

                FDE WAYS FLICKERING, CELL PHONE CHIE NG A TUNE
                WE’D  RIDING TO UTOPIA, 
                ROAD MAP SAYS THAT WE’LL BE ARRIVING SOON
                CAPTAINS OF THE OLD ORDER CLINGING TO THE D INS
                ASSURING US THE ACHES INBDE  AD  ONLY GROWING PAINS
                BUT IT’S A LONG ROAD OUT OF EDEN


[Bridge]

                Am      C      D
                Am      C      G


[Refrain 3]

                F                       G
                BACK HOME I WAS SO CERTAIN, 
                F                   G
                THE PATH WAS VERY CLEAR,
                F                  G
                BUT NOW I HAVE TO WONDER, 
                F                 G
                WHAT AD  WE C ING HED ?
                F                         G
                I’M NOT COUNTING ON TOMMOROW
                F                               G
                AND I CAN’ T TELL WRONG FROM RIGHT
                F               G            F                          G
                BUT I’D GIVE ANYTHING TO BE THED  IN YOUR ARMS TONIGHT


[Verse 3]
(same as verse 1)

        WEAVING C WN THE AMERICAN HIGHWAY
        THROUGHT THE LITTER, AND THE WDC KAGE, AND THE CULTURAL JUNK
        BLOATED WITH ENTITLEMENT, LOADED ON PROPAGANDA
        AND NOW WE’D  DRIVING DAZED AND DRUNK
        BEEN C WN THE ROAD TO DAMACUS, THE ROAD TO MANDAA Y
        MET THE GHOST OF CAESAR ON THE APPIAN HIGHWAY
        HE SAID, “IT’S HARD TO STOP THE BINGEING, ONCE YOU GET A TASTE,
        BUT THE ROAD TO EMPID  IS A BLOODY STUPID WASTE”


[Outro]

                F                 G     F               G
                BEHOLD THE BITTEN APPLE, THE POWER OF THE TOOLS
                F                                         G       F   G
                BUT ALL OF THE KNOWELDGE IN THE WORLD IS OF NO USE TO FOOLS
                           C    E7
                AND IT’S A LONG ROAD, OUT OF EDEN