Piece Of Country Pie

C#min7 F7 E E G#7 C#min7 just a hundred miles north of main street A E B7 granny’s in the kitchen crying A E brushes off at granny’s place B7 F#min and granny’s place is slowly dying E G#7 C#min7 and the grave of an old time cowboy A E B7 covered by the open sky A E trapped by the rush and the fever B7 E for a pie of country pie A E just a hundred miles from sin B E there’s a place that took me in A E cause a free man’s got to hide A B E in a piece of country pie E G#7 C#min7 feels like we’ve forgotten A E B7 what our hands were made to do A E how we’d like to bring back the times B7 F#min when everything was free and new E G#7 C#min7 and we’d land and we’d have walked off A E B7 down a freeway 8-lanes wide A B E ‘bout a hundred miles north of main street A B E there’s a piece of country pie