Amy Hit the Atmosphere - Counting Crows
-Transcribed by Don Ferlazzo (CountCrow4@aol.com) on 10/18/99


F     Bb    C     Bb
F     Bb    C     Bb
F     Bb    C     Bb
F     Bb    C     Bb

F                    Bb     Gm   Bb
      If I could make it rain today
F                 Bb        Gm      C
      And wash away this sunny day down to the gutter
   F              Bb    Gm   Bb
I would. Just to get a change of pace
F                   Bb           Gm         C
      Things are getting worse, but I feel a lot better.
    Eb                     Bb       F
And that's all that really matters to me.


F                   Bb      Gm      Bb
      Well, Amy hit the atmosphere,
F                   Bb       Gm      C
      Caught herself a rocket ride out of this gutter,
         F        Bb       Gm   Bb
And she's never coming back, I fear.
F               Bb              Gm        C
      Anytime it rains she just feels a lot better,
    Eb                     Bb       F
And that's all that really matters to me.

             Dm Am
We've waited so long
    Bb             F        C
For someone to take us back home.
            Am Dm
It just takes so long.
Bb            F     Bb      F
Meanwhile all the days go drifting away,
    Bb            F        Dm        G
And some of us sink like a stone
Bb              C        F
Waiting for mothers to come.

F                     Bb            Gm    Bb
      There has to be a change, I'm sure.
F                 Bb       Gm           C
      Today was just a day fading into another,
        F          Bb   Gm   Bb
And that can't be what a life is for.
   F        Bb          Gm      C
And anything she said well she feels a lot better
    Eb                     Bb       F
And that's all that really matters to me.

             Dm Am
We've waited so long
    Bb             F        C
For someone to take us back home.
            Am Dm
It just takes so long.
Bb            F     Bb      F
Meanwhile all the days go drifting away,
    Bb            F        Dm        G
And some of us sink like a stone
Bb              C       
Waiting for mothers to come.

F     Bb    C     Bb (12X)