Smokin' Silvertones
Like A Bomb, Only Bigger
Back To Chicago
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Do the apple if you don't already hear the tune.
E E7 E6 A
I never tried hard enough;
Am E B E
Maybe tomorrow wonít be so rough.
E E7 E6 A
Canít find a reason to settle down;
Am E B E
Wish somebody would come around.
 A E
 So Iím going back to Chicago;
 B E
 Never should have run.
 A E
 Going back to Chicago;
 B E
 Not having any fun. (No help from anyone.)
E E7 E6 A
If I should stay, what could I do?
Am E B E
Play my guitar, be just like you.
E E7 E6 A
All day Iím waiting, Iím playing games;
Am E B E
I should be moving, changing names.
E E7 E6 A
I want to start all over again;
Am E B E
I donít know now, what I knew then.
Many years ago a man named Frank Culbertson roadied for the band I was in at the time (Headband). We called him Crazy Frank, and one night I wrote this song for him.