200 Miles Away

Better roll the tarp

Round and round

Copyright © 2002 | Aaron Traffas (BMI)

 Intro
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 Verse
 D
 I hear the coyotes calling
 G                A
 Their melancholy pierces the night
 D
 I feel those wheat fields waving
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 Calling me with their collective spite
 G
 I know tomorrow morning
 D                  G
 Fate will dictate my part
 Em
 But I never believed in fate
  	 A
 Because I know the coyote’s heart 

 Chorus
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 You’re 200 miles away
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 On the other side of the state
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 And I’m going round and round in a wheat field
  	    A
 Trying to beat the rain
 D 	  	  	  	    G
 The sun goes down; it won’t matter much
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 We’ll keep on cutting ‘till the straw gets tough
  	  	  	  A
 I’ll be free when we get through
  	  	  	  	    D
 I'll head back to town and back to you 

 Outside the chaff is blowing
 Inside my muscles ache
 Outside the sun is setting
 In it I see your face
 I’ll be damned if I leave
 Before the harvest moon assumes a crescent shape
 I’d hit the road with the hammer down
 If only I could these fetters break 

 I see the storm clouds rolling
 Oklahoma's gift: the rain
 I see the weather, unlike you,
 Never minded the grain
 The squall line across the field moves
 Just like your life crossed mine
 As I roll the tarp I think
 I should have been done in time