Song: Louisiana Hot Sauce Rainy Nights I always mess up the formatting but here's how I like to play this awesome song. Verse E-A-C-B A-E-A-E-A-B Chorus E - C#m - A - B (4x) E Been a long, long time; A I have been playing things through in my mind. C#m B Prison equals narrative, and separation is damnation for our kind. A E You spent years chasing after a mess A E But easy livin' doesn't pay the rent. A B So put stakes in words and wastelands, leave the machinery for the rest. E It was a smoke-filled room in Columbus in May A Bottles on the ground in a desolate place, yeah. C#m B Baby, I must have missed you, but I can't remember feeling all that sad. A E I must have hit every bar in that town. A E I must have made a damn fool of myself. A B I woke up more than once on the sidewalk that year. E C#m A B But it's not crazy to gamble away all those Louisiana Hot Sauce rainy nights. E C#m A B It's not crazy to get your shoes and just start walking until the sun comes up. E C#m Got miles to go, still miles to get there. A B Maybe it'll be this car that makes it. E C#m B But I am not an unconditional believer. E I got more pockets than pennies these days A And I keep coming up with reasons to leave this place. C#m B It's like honey spilled on the table: an invitation for another pest. A E But I got more space to fill. A E A few more breaths to breathe in. A B Something other than more time to sleep. E C#m A B But it's not crazy to gamble away all those Louisiana Hot Sauce rainy nights. E C#m A B It's not crazy to get your shoes and just start walking until the sun comes up. E C#m Got miles to go, still miles to get there. A B Maybe it'll be this car that makes it. E C#m B But I am not an unconditional believer.