Dmaj7: x 0 0 11 10 9
D: x x 0 5 5 7
D6: x x 0 7 7 7
intro: Dmaj7 / D / D6 / Dmaj7 / D / D6 / Dmaj7 / D / D6
D Bm D Bm
The kid's left home, the kid's got a kid of her own
D Bm D Bm
Don't knock that door, don't knock it, nobody's home
Em Bm Em Bm
The mystery sign, turn off and follow it blind
Em D G D
The interstate is jammed and crammed with exhaust mist
Em D G
It only leads to somewhere you'll never miss
A
You'll never miss
D Bm D Bm
Get on the blue highways, follow the blue highways
Em Bm Em Bm
You know that they're there, you know that they're there
F#m G A D Bm D Bm
Where the real America lies
D Bm D Bm
The rusty chrome, the shutters swing open and closed
D Bm D Bm
Don't knock that door, don't knock it, nobody's home
Em Bm Em Bm
The blood runs cold, the blood runs cold
Em D
There must be gold where fools are
G A
That's what we are, that's what we are
D Bm D Bm
Get on the blue highways, follow the blue highways
Em Bm Em Bm
You know that they're there, you know that they're there
F#m G A Bm
Where the real America lies
Em Bm Em Bm Em D Bm D Bm
Blue highways, blue highways, blue highways
(outro same as intro)
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