Verse and Bridge: B E B F# Chorus: E F# E F# Lyrics: : Bent shyly, hundreds of miles away my bed is warm it waits for me. Lost in Chicago, no money in my pocket and the rain on my face. : And carry on they say to me. And carry on they saaayyyyyy. : The Elroys lost my flyer 'till they picked up the show and wouldn't you know that, No-one can tell me, and even if they do well I don't understand, no. : Drunk in Belmont, she laughs at something in a doughnut shop, well I like her smile, y (guitartabs.cc)