E       A       E       A
Sittin' here in         L.A., looking   down at my      shoes
E       A       E       A
Drownin' my     troubles on     small talk &    blues
E       A       B       E
Sittin' here    wonderin' if    I could have been born to       lose

        E       A       E       A
I think         movin is        losin and       now I can       see
        E       A       E       A
I let a         false hearted   woman make a    fool outta      me
        E       A       B       E
And     now all I got   left now is a   bad case of Birmingham  Blues

(refrão)
B
Days are alright
B
I can't take these, L.A. nights
B
This place is a jungle when a man's on his own
A       E
I wish I could go       home