Db


[Verse 1]
Db                                Gb
I am waiting for this book to get good
Bbm                      Db
I do not have your patience
Db                 Bbm    Gb
So I'm driving up to Chicago
            Bbm                      Gb   Db
I'm getting weird looks at gas stations
Db                       Gb
I did not bring a winter coat
    Bbm                      Gb   Db
I do not have your foresight
Db                                Gb
A holistic practitioner told me once
    Bbm                            Gb   Db
It's why I will not live a long life

    Bbm                  Db          Gb
I am trying to remember where I gave up
          Bbm    Ab Db
If it was not in Iowa


[Chorus]
Db Ab
Iowa
                             Bbm              Gb           Db
Somewhere in the middle of the middle of the Great Plains I saw
            Fm  Ab        Db              B        Bbm
A little girl waving her hand out of the window of a car
         Ebm   Db      Gb
Saying goodbye to her ma
   Ab
Iowa
                                     Bbm             Gb           Db
Where the tallgrass prairie used to ripple like the ocean in the breeze
        Ab                 Db                B             Bbm
And the hummingbirds still suckled from the flowers in the trees
      Ebm   Db      Gb
It'd bring you to your knees


[Verse 2]

Db                         Gb
I can imagine my whole life
  Bbm                 Db  Gb  Db
Sweet and never-ending
Db                         Gb
In every house, I float by
    Bbm                  Db  Gb  Db
But they'd never let me blend in
Db                         Gb
I called a taxi in Des Moines
  Bbm              Db  Gb  Db
I met him at the corner
Db                         Gb
When I asked about his army coat
      Bbm                    Db  Gb  Db
He said he would not tell a foreigner


[Chorus]
   Ab
Iowa
                             Bbm              Gb           Db
Somewhere in the middle of the middle of the Great Plains, I saw
            Fm  Ab        Db              B        Bbm
A little girl waving her hand out of the window of a car
         Ebm   Db      Gb
Saying goodbye to her ma
   Ab
Iowa
                                     Bbm             Gb           Db
Where the tallgrass prairie used to ripple like the ocean in the breeze
        Ab                 Db                B             Bbm
And the hummingbirds still suckled from the flowers in the trees
      Ebm   Db      Gb
It'd bring you to your knees


[Bridge]
Eb    Gb  Bbm
Ooh
Eb     Gb
Ooh


[Outro]
Db                                Gb
I am waiting for this book to get good
        Bbm                Db
And you won't meet me halfway
Db                 Bbm    Gb
So I'm driving up to Chicago
            Bbm               Gb   Db
I am sorry to keep you waiting

Db     Gb
Bbm    Db
Db     Bbm Gb
Bbm    Gb  Db

Db     Gb
Bbm    Db
Db     Bbm Gb
Bbm    Gb  Db

Db       Gb
Hey,   hey
Bbm   Gb  Db


Db       Gb
Hey,   hey
Bbm   Gb  Db

[Fade out]
Db     Gb
Bbm    Db
Db     Bbm Gb
Bbm    Gb  Db