Born Too Late

G                                C
Saddle up that old gray mare for me
        G                       
I wanna ride until these eyes of 
            C
mine can't see
  Am                            
I never really feel like looking 
              D
very much anymore
    Am                             
And nothing really matters till 
                             D
it's closer than the house next door

G                             
People talk a lot, but they can 
                               C
never find the heart and the soul
   G                               
To put a lot of time into more than
                   C
 just a search for gold
    Am                             
The river's flowing dirty and it's 
                         D
moving down to pass Christian
      Am                         
There used to be a time when it's 
                     D
water was a healing hand

Ref:
                 Em      C        
You're born too late and 
              D
everything you love is gone, gone
         Em       C            
Born too late and everything you 
          D
know is wrong


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     G                             
I've got a wife in Cleveland and 
           C
she hates my guts
    G                       
And everything about her's a 
                             C
reflection of what drove me nuts
  Am                               
I stopped to buy a beer inside the 
                         D
trading post and lost my keys
     Am                         
That somber wooden Indian by the 
                        D
door began to laugh at me

Ref:
         Em       C            
Born too late and everything you 
          D
love is gone, gone
         Em       C            
Born too late and everything you 
          D
know is wrong
         Em       C,   D
Born too late

Em, C, D (3x)

       G                     
And my silver Catalina's busy 
                           C
rusting in the cool night air
     G                             
He's only got a few more miles left
                      C
 beneath his hood out there
  Am                            
I stood a while beside him and I 
                              D
thought about his thirst for oil
  Am                               
I thought about his greed for speed
                         D
 and how we've all got spoiled

Ref:
                Em       C        
You're born too late and 
              D
everything you love is gone, gone
                Em       C        
You're born too late and 
              D
everything you know is wrong

Em, C, D (til the end)

You're born too late and everything 
you love is gone, gone
You're born too late and everything 
you know is wrong
Born too late, born too late, born 
too late