C        F            D7   G7           C
Boredom, hangin' by myself in a bleak motel
    Dm7      G7      C
Overnight in a small town
         F                  D7    G7                C
Boredom, my mind's countin' time, trucks go rollin' by
         Dm7       G7      C     C7
Past the pumps and highway sign

[Verse 1]

F                                     C
Never was a place that felt less like home
D7                                  G7
Never would a come here if I'd only known
            C
That it's a one-channel town and I'm all alone
  G7
I can't just sit 'n' watch my telephone
      C
Cause no one knows my number and it can't be found
            G7
And there's no good people just kickin' around
   Am                    D7
So here we are together, machines and me
  F                        G7
I feel about as local as a fish in a tree

[Chorus]

         C        F                  D7    G7                C
And this Boredom, my mind's countin' time, trucks go rollin' by
         Dm7       G7      C     C7
Past the pumps and highway sign

[Verse 2]

    F                                      C
And in this town all the other sounds have ceased
        D7    
And the Late Late Show died long ago
       G7     
With a few words from a priest

[Instrumental]

C F D7 G7 C Dm7 G7 C

[Chorus]

C        F            D7   G7           C
Boredom, hangin' by myself in a bleak motel
    Dm7      G7      C     Dm7  G7  C
Overnight in a small town