Central Daylight Time Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

GWell the roof blew off the club in Oklahoma City, Cfireman said, "the show can't go Gon"

GSo we spent another night somewhere in New Mexico D7drinkin' till all our money was Ggone

GWe had a day to kill so climbed up a mountain, Cwalked straight down the other Gside

GPicked up a hitchhiker on the way back to Taos, he said, "D7Thank you boys for the Gride"

Chorus

A

GIf I could separate what's real, from what I've been dreamin', CI could live to fight another Gday

GIf I'd a listen to my mom who said, "Don't be believin' D7everything them writers Gsay"

GThere's no line at the door and only thirty people Cbothered to advance Gpay

GIf I could separate what's real, from what I've been dreamin', D7I could live to fight another Gday

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1

- Verse 2

We'd packed everything and we set it all up to play three songs on a radio show

But you never can tell if anyone's listenin' and I guess it don't kill us what we don't know

So we play 'em just the same, and we tell 'em our name, and where to find us on the computer screen

When we're packin' it up is hear Stu on the phone sayin',"Baby I'm livin' the dream..."

Chorus

B

If I could separate what's real, from what I've been dreamin', I could live to fight another day

If I'd a listen to my ma 'en she said, "Don't be believin' everything them writers say"

There's no line at the door and only twenty people bothered to advance pay

If I could separate what's real, from what I've been dreamin', I could live to fight another day

Bridge solo

2

- Verse 3

We got to sell ten T-shirts and twenty CDs to get from Stevenville to Houston town

Well there's people there who care a little 'bout me and you know they won't let the poor boy down

It's Five Twenty Nine Central Daylight Time when the five of us come stollin' in

With smiles all around 'cause in Seventy Six hour till we have to be leavin' again

Chorus

C

AIf I could separate what's real, from what I've been dreamin', DI could live to fight another Aday

AIf I'd a listen to my dad who said, "Don't be believin' E7everything them Dutch writers Asay"

AThere's no line at the door and only five people Dbothered to advance Apay

AIf I could separate what's real, from what I've been dreamin', E7I could live to fight another Aday

AIf I could separate what's real, from what I've been dreamin', E7I could live to fight another Aday