C Am Em G
C Am Em G
We were looking for summer chasing it down down south
C Am Em G F
The bitter taste of winter around here leaves leads my mind
G F G F
Walls are fading falling, missing church forgotten
G C F G C G
Desert brush falls right this dilapidated beauty
The highway winds Big Sur crash, crashing
Here at other times compadres fight, flightlessly
Walls are fading, falling, missing church forgotten
Evening sun falls away this dilapidated beauty
We turn the corner red rocks rise to meet us
Stop in small town across the street from a brokedown bus
Wood is chipped and rotting the tubes are burnt, burnt out
This radio one day will be our dilapidated beauty
F G C
Our dilapidated beauty
Our dilapidated beauty
Our dilapidated beauty
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