G Am
flyin’ east on a plane . . .
Bm/G C
drinkin’ all that free champagne
G D C A D
guess i saw this comin’ down the line . . .
G Am
and i know it should be fun , but
Bm/G C
i think i should have packed my gun ,
G D C
got that old suburban showdown in my mind .

G Em –
– – – – i’ve been gone for a while ,
Bm
made some changes in my style
C G F – F7
and they say you can’t go home anymore . . .
Em
well the streets all look the same ,
Bm E – E4
and i’ll have to play the game
Am – Bm –
we’ll all sit around in the kitchen chairs
C –
with the tv on
D – D4
with the neighbors there . . .

G – Am – Bm/G – C
G – D – C – – – – – – – – > A – D

out in the yard . . .
where my dad works so hard
he never lets the crab – grass grow too high
well the place hasn’t changed and that’s
why i’m gonna feel so strange ,
but i’ve had to face the music , by and by . . .

we’ll fly into town , when
this big – bird touches down . . .
i’m only coming home to say godbye ,
then i’m gone with the wind , and i
won’t be seen again . . .
’till that great suburban showdown in the sky .