Capo 3rd fret
Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
It's crystal breakin' in the light of day
It's the heat of the moon that's gone it's way
And everybody's packin' their wings to fly home
Leavin' me here in the cradle of the interstate alone.
And fair-weathered friends are a damned disease
They drink my wine and take my money
Fools are reachin' for a dim spotlight shine
If you want that shine
You're gonna have to write your own damn lines.
It turns a warm heart cold
Hey, clear this road--and let me by.
I got fog in the foothills of Tennessee
It's the catskill mountains and the blue ridge behind me
Toppin' my list on all I need
It's a warm cup of coffee and a bottle of whiskey beside me.
I work so hard to build this livin
In a business of hard lines where nobody's sharin'
Fools chase the tails of that top 40 flight
Hell, the only friend that holds me
Is the cradle of the interstate at night.
It turns a warm heart cold
Hey, clear this road--and let me by.
It's crystal breakin' in the light of day
It's the heat of the moon that's gone it's way
And everybody's packin' their wings to fly home
Leavin' me here in the cradle of the interstate alone.
Lullab-y, roll me gently in this cradle of the interstate home. (3x)