Crawling Back To You

{title:Crawling back to you}

{st:Tom Petty}

#From album, "Wildflowers"

I'm not born in America, so excuse me if the text is wrong.

Waiting by the [Dm]side of the road

For day to break so [bB]we could go.

Down into Los [Dm]Angeles,

with [C]dirty hands and [bB]worn out knees.

I keep [C]crawling back to [bB]you

I keep [C]crawling back to [bB]you

The ranger came with burning eyes.

The chambermaid awoke suprised.

Thought she'd seen the last of him

She shook her head and let him in

I keep crawling back to you

I keep crawling back to you

Hey [bB]ba[F]by, there's [bB]something in your [F]eyes

trying' to [bB]say to [F]me.

That [bB]I'm gonna be [F]all right if

I bel[Am]ieve in [C]you

It's [Dm]all I [Am]want to [C]do. [bB Dm C bB]

It was me and my sidekick

He was drunk and I was sick

We were caught up in a barroom fight

Till an Indian shot out the lights

I'm so tired of being tired

Sure as night will follow day

Most thing I worry about

Never happen anyway

I keep crawling back to you

I keep crawling back to you