July 29, 2018

Carmerica

Lyrics:

With love, for my friends south of 49

Key of A/C+
Standard tuning

Here in Carmerica nothing is free
Not the food
Not the fuel
Not the people
Not me.

Here in Carmerica, deep in the gears
Of a four-stroke engine lubricated with tears
You can hear it a-comin’, long before it appears
Here in Carmerica, deep in the gears

Here in Carmerica is makin’ me blue
Here in Carmerica, miles from you.
And it could not be sadder, more grim or more true
Here in Carmerica, miles from you.

Here in Carmerica, moments away
The pressure is building just a little each day
Ready to rumble? Let happen what may
Here in Carmerica, moments away

Here in Carmerica, Land of the Cruel
Addicted to sex, and addicted to fuel
But some of your people are nobody’s fool!
Here in Carmerica, Land of the Cruel

Here in Carmerica is makin’ me blue
Here in Carmerica, miles from you.
And it could not be sadder, more grim or more true
Here in Carmerica, miles from you.

Here in Carmerica, divided they stand.
They wait undecided, their heads in the sand.
Their confidence wavers, then leaves their command.
Here in Carmerica, divided they stand.

Here in Carmerica, a land that I love.
The grind of your dollar! The fist in the glove!
The smooth running engine when push came to shove!
Here in Carmerica, a land that I love .

Here in Carmerica is makin’ me blue
Here in Carmerica, miles from you.
And it could not be sadder, more grim or more true
Here in Carmerica, miles from you.
I could not be sadder, more grim or more true
Here in Carmerica, miles from you.

Written by Nathan Rogers

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