Detroit Or Buffalo

Riff 1:         Riff 2:
 Fsus4   F      Dsus4   D
E|------6-5---5-|------3-2---2---|  
B|----6-----6---|----3-----3-----|  
G|5-5-----------| 2-2-------------| 
D|--------------|----------------|  
A|--------------|----------------|  
E|--------------|----------------|  

Intro: Riff 1 x 4

Verse1:
Riff 1
People expect you to fall and
Riff 2
Hit that same old wall
Riff 1                  Riff 2
Really they don't wanna help at all
Riff 1
They talk behind your back today
Riff 2
They shake their heads and say
Riff 1
Gee, I always that the girl
Riff 2
Would come to no good anyway

Chorus:
D         F#m               Bm     C
God knows everybody's gotta go sometime
D                  F#m                     Bm    C
And I'm taking the train to the end of the line
F            C     G       (open)Riff 1
Missing that boy a mile at a     time

Verse 2: Same as Verse 1

I haven't been too well myself
Too much time upon the shelf
Saying that I don't need help
When I do, I do
But still I think I'm gonna be just fine
A lot of friends, a little wine
Still I'm wishing, I could see you again sometime

Pre-Chorus:
D             F#m
Gonna pack my bags and go
Bm            C
To Detroit or Buffalo
D              F#m
And if anybody wants to know where
Bm        F#m   Bm        C
You don't know, you don't know

Chorus:
D         F#m               Bm     C
God knows everybody's gotta go sometime
D                  F#m                     Bm    C
And I'm taking the train to the end of the line
F            C     G       (open)C
Missing that boy a mile at a     time

Solo:
E|------------------------------------------------------------| 
B|--------------------------------------------1-3---5-3--5/0--| 
G|----------------------------------------2-4----------------5| 
D|------2---------------------------2-4-5---------------------| 
A|3-3-5-----5-3---5-3---------2-4-5---------------------------| 
E|--------------------5---3-5---------------------------------| 

Riff 1 x 4

Verse 3: Same as Verse 1

It's hard to open up that door
Like you done so many times before
Sometimes you think, you just can't do it anymore
And you take a chance and you take a train
Out into the pouring rain
And all you got there, is your suitcase full of pain