Begginning Part:
e|---7------|
b|-----8----|
g|-------7--|
d|----------| X 5
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VERSE:
G X 5
G
A couple guys in first class on a flight
Bm
From new York to Los Angeles,
Kinda making small talk killing time,
C
Flirting with the flight attendants,
Am
30, 000 feet above, could be Oklahoma,
G
Just a bunch of square cornfields and wheat farms,
Bm
Man it all looks the same,
Miles and miles of back roads and highways,
C
Connecting little towns with funny names,
Am D
Who'd want to live down there in the middle of nowhere,
CHORUS:
Em C
They've never drove through Indiana,
G
Met the men who plowed that earth,
D Bm
Planted that seed, busted his ass for you and me,
Em C
Or caught a harvest moon in Kansas,
D C
They'd understand why god made those fly over states
VERSE:
G Bm
I bet that mile long Santa Fe freight train engineer's seen it all
C
Just like that flatbed cowboy stacking US steel on a 3-day haul
Road and rails under their feet
Am D
Yeah that sounds like a first class seat
CHORUS:
Em C
On the plains of Oklahoma
G
Where the windshield sunset in your eyes
D
Like a watercolor painted sky
Em C
You'd think heavens doors have opened
D
You'll understand why god made
C
Those fly over states
Em C
Take a ride across the badlands
G
Feel that freedom on your face
D
Breathe in all that open space
Em C
Meet a girl from Amarillo
G
You'll understand why god made
C
Why you'd want to plant your stakes
D
In those fly over states
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