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Tom: Dm

     Dm        Bb      C           Am7
This circus is falling down on its knees
    Dm         F         C     Am7
The big top is crumbling down
     Dm         Bb        C           Am7
It's raining in Baltimore fifty miles east
          Dm         Bb        C      Am7
Where you should be, no one's around
             Bb         F
    I need a phone call
             Bb         F
    I need a raincoat
             Bb         F
    I need a big love
             Bb         F
    I need a phone call

These train conversations are passing me by
And I don't have nothing to say
You get what you pay for
But I just had no intention of living this way
    I need a phone call
    I need a plane ride
    I need a sunburn
    I need a raincoat
    C            Bb
    And I get no answers
    C                  Bb
    And I don't get no change
    C               Bb         F
    It's raining in Baltimore, baby
    C              F           C
    But everything else is the same

There's things I remember and things I forget
I miss you   I guess that I should
Three thousand five hundred miles away
But what would you change if you could?
I need a phone call   Maybe I should buy a new car
I can always hear a freight train   If I listen real hard
And I wish it was a small world
Because I'm lonely for the big towns
I'd like to hear a little guitar
I think it's time to put the top down
I need a phone call
I need a raincoat