G Em C G D Long time ago in between the life I lived and my life now G Em C D One buffalo, 30 thieves, sprayin out across the town Em Bm C B7 Maybe one will ride with me and the other will ride with you G Em C G Big muscle cars, drivin cross the yard racin to the top of Miller HIill. C D C D If you find me here in the morning, dont be obliged to wake me up C D C G If you find me here in the morning, dont be surprised if I throw up Same bungalow, 20 flats, the play begins to shape and curl Runnin touch and go, 30 cats, makin it their way into the world Maybe she will follow me but thats not likely my friend No muscle cars, but theyre real guitars tryin to hitch a ride to Miller Hill. Bridge: Em Bm Am D Breakmans Boots and homemade juice, enough for you and I to share Em Bm Am D G Shes a doll but she wont call, makin more likely that I care. Gone back and forth so many times, theres no doubt where I come from So many songs, so many rhymes, you gotta feed the demons when they come Maybe you will stay with me and take me as I am One lonely man, who tries to understand, sitting at the top of Miller Hill. Breakmans boots and homemade juice, enough for you and I to share Shes a doll but she wont call, makin it more likely that I care