Capo: 4th fret Key: E Am C G F Am The cute bomber jacket you've had since sixth form C Adorned with patches of places you've been G Is nothing on my khaki coat I got F From a roadside when I was sixteen Am My boots are from airports My backpack's from friends C I'm not a man of substance, and so I'll pretend G To be a wanderer, wondering F Leaving ascetic belongings in hostels and restaurant bins Am The roads are my home, horizon's my target C If I keep on moving, never lose sight of it G Treating my memory of you like a fire, let it F Burn out, don't fight it, and try to move on Am It's been sixty weeks since I saw Vienna C A bandage and a wide smile slapped across my face G I'll pick up my hiking boots when I am ready F And I'll put down my roots when I'm dead -single strums- Am The distance is futile G Come on, don't be hasty Em F You'll get that feeling deep inside your bones Am I'll be gone then, for when you must be alone Am C G F
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