Capo: 4th fret
Key: E
Am C G F
Am
The cute bomber jacket you've had since sixth form
C
Adorned with patches of places you've been
G
Is nothing on my khaki coat I got
F
From a roadside when I was sixteen
Am
My boots are from airports
My backpack's from friends
C
I'm not a man of substance, and so I'll pretend
G
To be a wanderer, wondering
F
Leaving ascetic belongings in hostels and restaurant bins
Am
The roads are my home, horizon's my target
C
If I keep on moving, never lose sight of it
G
Treating my memory of you like a fire, let it
F
Burn out, don't fight it, and try to move on
Am
It's been sixty weeks since I saw Vienna
C
A bandage and a wide smile slapped across my face
G
I'll pick up my hiking boots when I am ready
F
And I'll put down my roots when I'm dead
-single strums-
Am
The distance is futile
G
Come on, don't be hasty
Em F
You'll get that feeling deep inside your bones
Am
I'll be gone then, for when you must be alone
Am C G F
Tags: easy guitar chords, song lyrics, Wilbur Soot
