C We'd feel much better if we sunk this treasure Am G And laid our armor down F These precious metals and these captain's letters C G They are no use to us now C In the day we struggle with fatigue much greater Am G Than any offer was F We bow down and worship these bandits and cowboys C G Unable to hold their own guns F I know that soldiers are not paid to think C G F (F) But something is making us sick C Onward and steady G Able and young F G C In the valley of the low, low sun C In the shade we wander along a highway's shoulder Am G Into the back of beyond F Burning the daylight into a pastime C G That's too wise to come more than once C It's boom boom thunder ain't no sleep coming Am G Out mining a slippery world F Of snow covered beaches and junkyards of diesel C G And bombers named after girls F On bridges of black ice not built for the rush C G F (F) There's a new kind of beast getting up C That's stranger than fiction G Speaking in tongue F G C In the valley of the low, low sun C Em Hold on for the slow turning F G Smoke if you've got 'em boys Em7 This is bottom hiding out Am Down under the stairs G Tomorrow has come G/Ab* Like it's drunk on the blood Am G F Of the men who have dared to be there C G F C G (Hold) C The earth's still climbing as it keeps on grinding Am G Its way up around the sun F As cool water crashes down to the masses C G Bootlegged and bottled like rum C My dreams are humble, lean as arrows Am G Streetwise, ready, and fair F As we bum rush the ages tied to the rails C G On high seas not fit to be sailed F Whatever we've taken does feel like heaven C G F But baby, we just look like hell C Act like you mean it G where paradise was F G C In the valley of the low, low sun C Act like you mean it G where paradise was F G C In the valley of the low, low sun (C G Am G F G C) (Play for only one beat each, repeat ad lib and end on C)