From: cford@vnet.IBM.COM

                              Portland                                           

Intro (12 string guitar) - E Gb A B Db B A (Bm Dbm7)                             
                         - E Gb A B Db B A A                                     

         A                                                                       
Shared a cigarette for breakfast,                                                
                            D                                                    
Shared an airplane ride for lunch.                                               
                     A                                                           
Sitting in between a ghost,                                                      
      Gbm              D                                                         
And a walking bowl of punch.                                                     

        A                                                                        
Can you play a little hunch?                                                     

   A                                                                             
Predicting a delay on landing.                                                   
                            D                                                    
Well I predict we'll have a drink.                                               
                      A                                                          
Lost my money on the first hand,                                                 
    Gbm                  D                                                       
Got burned on a big fat king.                                                    

         A                                                                       
And your ears are gonna ring.                                                    
          Bm                                                                     
And your eyes just wanna close.                                                  
        A                                                                        
Nothing changes I suppose.                                                       


D                                  A                                             
It's too late to turn back here we go!                                           
D            A                                                                   
Portland, oh no.                                                                 
D                                  A                                             
It's too late to turn back here we go!                                           
D            A                                                                   
Portland, oh no.                                                                 

A
We'll wait away the raindrops.                                                   
                          D                                                      
Look out boy you'll catch cold.                                                  
                 A                                                               
Serving boy can chain nothing,                                                   
            Gbm              D                                                   
That ain't anchored to his throne.    (????)                                     

        A                                                                        
But at least he's going home.                                                    

A
Sitting like a backwoods junky,                                                  
                          D                                                      
Caught down in a servant trust.      (?????)                                     
                  A                                                              
Look at the funny monkey,                                                        
        Gbm           D                                                          
Putting silver in his cup.                                                       

          A                                                                      
And your silver turns to rust.                                                   
          Bm                                                                     
And your second hand clothes.                                                    
      A                                                                          
Trust no one I suppose.                                                          


D                                  A                                             
It's too late to turn back here we go!                                           
D            A                                                                   
Portland, oh no.                                                                 
D                                  A                                             
It's too late to turn back here we go!                                           
D            A                                                                   
Portland, oh no.                                                                 

A
Shared a cigarette for breakfast,                                                
                           D                                                     
Shared a pack of lies for lunch.                                                 
              A                                                                  
Credit card almighty,                                                            
         Gbm                 D                                                   
Bringing in the next little bunch.                                               

         A                                                                       
And you owe me on a hunch.                                                       
         Bm                                                                      
And your eyes just wanna close.                                                  
            A                                                                    
And nothing changes I suppose.                                                   


D                                  A                                             
It's too late to turn back here we go!                                           
D            A                                                                   
Portland, oh no.                                                                 
D                                  A                                             
It's too late to turn back here we go!                                           
D            A                                                                   
Portland, oh no.