Fast Car
Tracy Chapman 

A add4 sus2 F#m E (x2)
           A    add4       sus2 F#m                     E
           You got a fast car, I want a ticket to anywhere
           Maybe we make a deal, maybe together we can get somewhere
           Any place is better, starting from zero got nothing to lose
           Maybe we’ll make something, but me myself I got nothing to prove
                                                                                                        A add4 sus2 F#m E (x2)

           You got a fast car, I got a plan to get us out of here
           Been working at the convenience store managed to save just a little bit of money
           Won’t have to drive too far, just crost the border and into the city
           You and I can both get jobs - finally see what it means to be living

           See my old man’s got a problem, he live with the bottle that’s the way it is
           He says his body’s too old for working, his body’s too young to look like his
           My mama went off and left him, she wanted more from life than he could give
           I said somebody’s got to take care of him, so I quit school and that’s what I did

           You got a fast car - is it fast enough so we can fly away?
           We gotta make a decision, we leave tonight or live and die this way
                                                                                                        A add4 sus2 F#m E (x2)

                                                                           D2
                          So I remember when we were driving, driving in your car
                          A2
                          Speed so fast it felt like I was drunk
                          F#m
                          City lights lay out before us
                                         E
                          And your arm felt nice wrapped round my shoulder
                                 D2    F#m      A2
                          And I~ee~I had a feeling that I belonged
                                 D2    F#m      A2
                          And I~ee~I had a feeling I could be someone,
                             D2                E
                             be someone, be someone
                                                                         A add4 sus2 F#m E (x2)

           You got a fast car, we go cruising to entertain ourselves
           You still ain’t got a job and I work in the market as a checkout girl
           I know things will get better - you’ll find work and I’ll get promoted
           We’ll move out of the shelter, buy a bigger house and live in the suburbs

                          So I remember when we were driving, driving in your car
                          Speed so fast it felt like I was drunk
                          City lights lay out before us
                          And your arm felt nice wrapped round my shoulder
                          And I~ee~I had a feeling that I belonged
                          And I~ee~I had a feeling I could be someone,
                             be someone, be someone
                                                                         A add4 sus2 F#m E (x2)

           You got a fast car - I got a job that pays all our bills
           You stay out drinking till late at the bar,
              see more of your friends than you do your kids
           I’d always hoped for better, but maybe together you and me'd find it
           If you got no plans and ain’t going nowhere,
              take your fast car and keep on driving

                          So I remember when we were driving, driving in your car
                          Speed so fast it felt like I was drunk
                          City lights lay out before us
                          And your arm felt nice wrapped round my shoulder
                          And I~ee~I had a feeling that I belonged
                          And I~ee~I had a feeling I could be someone,
                            be someone, be someone

           You got a fast car, but is it fast enough so you can fly away
           You gotta make a decision, you leave tonight or live and die this way...

                                                                                                      A add4 sus2 F#m E (x3)
                                                                                                         A add4 sus2
      


  Copyright 1988
  By Tracy Chapman
  Tracy Chapman





   Chords:
          A  A4 A2 F#m E   F#m E  D2
      e |-0--0--0---5--4----2--0--0--
      B |-2--3--0---7--5----2--0--3--
      G |-2--2--2---6--4----2--1--2--
      D |-2--2--2-----------4--2--0--
      A |-0--0--0-----------4--2--0--
      E |-------------------2--0-----







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