Indiana Road chords by Fred Eaglesmith

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Well, me and the girl we had a little farm south of the river road.
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A little single shack and some cattle in the barn and we grew our own food.
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We didn't have any money but it never crossed our minds
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We grew to share and we were happy there just watching the years go by.

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Until one day I come home there was a big black car parked out of my back door
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And a government man with a fat cigar said we couldn't live there anymore
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Said they'd pay us for the land but never for the work we did
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And they were gonna turn it in to a holiday park and a drag-strip for the kids

Chorus
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I told him, I would meet him on the Indiana road with a gun in my hand but he never showed
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Said he couldn't bring himself to sink himself that low
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I told him, I would meet him on the Indiana road with a gun in my hand but he never showed
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He went back to Ottawa, Toronto or wherever it is they go

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Well we wired ahead and the girl's family said to come back to Calgary
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We decided that she would go on back there without me
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And I'll never forget those tears in her eyes as I held her face in my hand
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I turned around and I headed for town and I never looked back again

Chorus
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I told him, I would meet him on the Indiana road with a gun in my hand but he never showed
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Said he couldn't bring himself to sink himself that low
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I told him, I would meet him on the Indiana road with a gun in my hand but he never showed
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He went back to Ottawa, Toronto or wherever it is they go

Break

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Now I live in an old Ford van at the end of a dead end road
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And the girl she stopped sending letters must be seven years or more
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Me, I spend a lot of time down on the Indiana ya know
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And I draw a bead but there ain't no need I don't shoot anymore

Chorus
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I told him, I would meet him on the Indiana road with a gun in my hand but he never showed
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Said he couldn't bring himself to sink himself that low
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I told him, I would meet him on the Indiana road with a gun in my hand but he never showed
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He went back to Ottawa, Toronto or wherever it is they go
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He went back to Ottawa, Toronto or wherever it is they go
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He went back to Ottawa, Toronto or wherever it is they go

Outro

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