D There ought to be a law, A7 there ought to be a railroad G D to take me away, to take me away. D There ought to be a law, A7 an ocean of escape, G D to take me away, to take me away. D There ought to be a law, A7 there ought to be a railroad G D that takes you away, that takes you away. D There ought to be a law, A7 an order of restraint, G D that takes you away, that takes you away. G A7 I heard those symphonies come quick, E7 D G now that you are sick of breathing new life into the form. G A7 E7 D Hey Streethawk, you've been spotted hanging out outside the storm. G Why don't you fly? A7 G