Scarborough St

strings muted, repeat strumming pattern 4x Dm 2x Bbmaj7 Dm C Bbmaj7 2x Dm F G Bbmaj7 I turned on the heater in your car Dm C Bbmaj7 And watched the glass defrost Dm G Bbmaj7 There's an empty can of beer in the console Dm C Bbmaj7 I hope we don't get lost F Bbmaj7 Driving on Scarborough Street F Bbmaj7 Dm Feels good to get off my feet for once Bbmaj7 Dm And I don't want your pity Bbmaj7 You know I hate feeling small Dm C Bbmaj7 And like a dog I run to you when you beckon or call Dm I tidied up your room Dm Bbmaj7 Put flowers in the vase Dm C Bbmaj7 You tucked away my hair to better frame my face F Bbmaj7 Driving down Scarborough Street F Bbmaj7 Dm Woke up tangled in the sheets again F Bbmaj7 So high on Scarborough Street F Bbmaj7 Dm Maybe we should start to head home D 2x Dm 2x Bbmaj7 2x Dm 2x C7 C Bbmaj7 4x Dm D Bbmaj7 You are six feet tall and strong and capable Dm C Bbmaj7 I am made of glass Dm D Dm Bbmaj7 I've had many things to say to you forever Dm C Bbmaj7 But those too shall pass F Bbmaj7 Driving on Scarborough Street F Bbmaj7 Dm No place in heaven for people like me Bbmaj7 Dm And I don't want your pity Bbmaj7 You know I hate feeling small Dm C Bbmaj7 And like a dog I run to you when you beckon or call Dm I tidied up your room Dm Bbmaj7 Put flowers in the vase Dm C Bbmaj7 You tucked away my hair to better frame my face F Bbmaj7 Driving down Scarborough Street F Bbmaj7 Dm Woke up tangled in the sheets again F Bbmaj7 So high on Scarborough Street F Bbmaj7 Dm Maybe we should start to head home C Bbmaj7 2x Dm C Bbmaj7 2x Dm