Fm          Db
Well-dressed, but walking
                Ab
In the wrong direction
      Eb
Louisiana
              Db          Fm                     Eb
My disordered road always led straight back into you


Fm                  Db
Ha ha ha, goes the train
                      Ab
I wanted to leave but here I am again
      Eb
Louisiana


I don't remember
Db                     Fm
I don't remember ever shaking hands with
         Eb
You-know-who


When I was alive

Fm                  Ab
I lived despite the law

                Eb                    Db
Now the law has buried me many, many times
             Fm                     Ab
It’s built a freeway all around my bed
               Eb                   Db
I saw it once open its great mouth wide
     Fm                        Db
But it was so full of afflicted houses and buildings
Dbm                           Ab
I can't remember what it was saying


      Fm
Well-dressed
                Db
Well, some of us are, that is
               Ab
The ones who know how, that is
               Eb
Some of us are, that is
                   Db
The ones who know how, that is, that is, that is, that is


         C#m
I read about you and came home
           F#
To find my mother
              B                 G#
Staring deep into the dark dark web
             C#m
She started begging me not to
F#             B                            G#
Give my social security number to anybody else
              C#m                   F#
There goes the sound of the freeway


F#                 B
Ha ha ha ha ha goes the train
                 F#
Ha ha ha ha ha goes the train
               G#m
Well-dressed, but walking


Walking
                 F#
I don't wanna go back, no no