D* -> Dsus4/F#
D -> Dsus4: xx

: 200233
0032
Em: 022000
Em7: 022033
C: x32010
C* -> Cadd9: x32033
C/G: 332010
G: 320003
 
Am: x02210


[Finger picking] (Through Intro, Verse 1, and Outro)

          
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[Intro]

*    x2

[Verse 1]

            
I'll apologize

            
 but I’ll try 

             
to make it unc

  
lear
            
And I love thi

            
s city but I'm

             
 really not fr

     
om here
            
Now I gotta le

            
ave this town 

              
as a washed up

      
 stuntman
            
In a beat up c

            
oupe I imagine

             
 is a mustang

            
There's a voic

            
e in my head s

             
inging out tur

       
n it around
              
But I'm on a h

          
ighway honey t

              
earing up the 

      
East bound
            
There's a man 

            
out there smil

             
ing like a dyi

    
ng king
            
Laughing at my

            
 soul, searchi

            
ng for anythin

g

[Chorus]

              
  And I’ve got

    
 mine
        
 I am a rock, 

*       
I am an isle
          
 And I got min

  
e
           
 I'm shaking g

          
round, I'm fak

    
ing found
   
In my little t

own

  * *

[Verse 2]

          
 These days I'

              
m searching fo

            
r the great un


known
             
Wondering if P

           
aul Simon ever

            
 had it good a

 
lone
          
Find me a plac

              
e that can mak

            
e a couple tab

     
les turn
             
That’s warm al

           
l winter with 

              
a couple more 

          
bridges to bur

n

             
And I am a chi

           
ld yet I've go

            
t to let my sp

      
irit roam
          
A few more yea

              
rs before I’ll

            
 hitch a ride 

 
home
             
I’ve got bones

           
 to break and 

            
miles to go al


one
          
 One day I’ll 

              
start writing 

            
like I’m Leona

     
rd Cohen

[Chorus]

              
  And I’ve got

    
 mine
        
 I am a rock, 

*       
I am an isle
          
 And I got min

  
e
           
 I'm shaking g

          
round, I'm fak

    
ing found
   
In my little t

own

  * *

[Bridge]

            
I'm still tall

              
 and made of s

 
tone
            
But I still ca

              
n't rest on my

  
 own

            
I'm still tall

              
 and made of s

 
tone
            
But I still ca

              
n't rest on my

  
 own

[Outro]

           
I'm on my own

  

*