Rocks And Relics

E Shovin in the over haze F#m Siftin off most my days A E For a B1 bomber that will blow your mind E Listen to the sound of glass, F#m hunting someone elses nap A For a B1 bomber from Flint naptime C#m G# A Am Then all of a sudden, I'm watching the leaves E E7 A Off the ground and into Hawkeye's pocket E Squash biscuits and a broke leg stream F#m Flyin' saucers in my hunting dream A E In the center of the shuttle i can hear a banjo break E Happens every now and then F#m If your lucky they will let you in A E If you show on time and you show up straight C#m G# As the walkway's folding A Am gettin ready to leave E E7 A Hawkeye waves goodbye and decides to smile E F#m A E C#m G# He hired a cricket A Am and younger than me E E7 A Covered up in fancy rocks and relics E When sharper than a green plant spear F#m Hits hard enough to fall a deer A E Oh dear, I swear I fell its true E F#m Lips of imperial red, rock of ages in my river bed A E I have no earthly jewels for you C#m G# A Am Coming home empty handed but I finally see E E7 A Covered up in fancy rocks and relics