Bill Morrissey - Casey, Illinois
Key = Bb, Capo 3
[G] Feels like this motel might [Am7] explode
I [D] just can t sleep out on the [G] road
and [G] the snow it piles outside my [Am]door
and I just can t [C] call you
[Am]late at night any [G] more
[G] I set off young to make my [Am7] name
now [D] I m not young in a young [G] man s game
Could ve [G] had some wins if I d kept [Am]score
and I just can t [C] call you [Am]late at night any [G] more
Well [Bm]through the years
each [C ]mile just added to the [Am]distance between us [G] two
[Bm]Somewhere on some road
I [C ]crossed that line I moved too [Am] far
now there s nothing I can [D] do
[G] The river forks and the highway [Am7] bends
the [D] stories fade, but they [G] never end
I [G] speak your name, and I walk the [Am] floor
and I just can t [C] call you [Am]late at night any [G] more
[G] We all do things we don t [Am7] believe
yes [D] it was me who chose [G] to leave
still [G] don t know why, or know [Am]what for
I just can t [C] call you [Am]late at night any [G] more
Well [Bm]through the years
each [C ]mile just added to the [Am]distance between us [G] two
[Bm]Somewhere on some road
I [C ]crossed that line I moved too [Am] far
now there s nothing I can [D] do
[G] After midnight I have [Am7] found
the [D] hours slow, and the clocks [G] break down
and [G] nothing moves like it did [Am]before
and I just can t [C] call you [Am]late at night any [G] more