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> >Bill Morrissey - Casey, Illinois G Feels like this motel might Am7 explode I D just can't sleep out on the G road and G the snow it piles outside my Amdoor and I just can't C call you Amlate at night any G more G I set off young to make my Am7 name now D I'm not young in a young G man's game Could've G had some wins if I'd kept Amscore and I just can't C call you Amlate at night any G more Well Bmthrough the years each C mile just added to the Amdistance between us G two BmSomewhere on some road I C crossed that line I moved too Am far now there's nothing I can D do G The river forks and the highway Am7 bends the D stories fade, but they G never end I G speak your name, and I walk the Am floor and I just can't C call you Amlate at night any G more G We all do things we don't Am7 believe yes D it was me who chose G to leave still G don't know why, or know Amwhat for I just can't C call you Amlate at night any G more Well Bmthrough the years each C mile just added to the Amdistance between us G two BmSomewhere on some road I C crossed that line I moved too Am far now there's nothing I can D do G After midnight I have Am7 found the D hours slow, and the clocks G break down and G nothing moves like it did Ambefore and I just can't C call you Amlate at night any G more
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