Biography:
Aaron Traffas is a singer/songwriter from Sharon, Kansas. Usually playing with the Aaron Traffas Band, his infrequent solo shows include covers and originals of alt-country, Americana, folk and ag-rock.
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Aaron Traffas - 200 Miles Away
CAPO: 2nd Fret
INTRO: C F C F
C
I hear the coyotes calling
F G
Their melancholy pierces the night
C
I feel those wheat fields waving
F G
Calling me with their collective spite
F
I know tomorrow morning
C F
Fate will dictate my part
Dm
But I never believed in fate
G
Because I know the coyote’s heart
CHORUS:
C F
You’re 200 miles away
C
On the other side of the state
F
And I’m going round and round in a wheat field
G
Trying to beat the rain
C F
The sun goes down, it won’t matter much
Dm
We’ll keep on cutting ‘till the straw gets tough
G
I’ll be free when we get through
C
I'll head back to town and back to you
Outside the chaff is blowing
Inside my muscles ache
Outside the sun is setting
In it I see your face
I’ll be damned if I leave
Before the harvest moon assumes a crescent shape
I’d hit the road with the hammer down
If only I could these fetters break
I see the storm clouds rolling
Oklahoma's gift, the rain
I see the weather, unlike you
Never minded the grain
The squall line across the field moves
Just like your life crossed mine
As I roll the tarp I think
I should have been done in time
CAPO: 2nd Fret
INTRO: C F C F
C
I hear the coyotes calling
F G
Their melancholy pierces the night
C
I feel those wheat fields waving
F G
Calling me with their collective spite
F
I know tomorrow morning
C F
Fate will dictate my part
Dm
But I never believed in fate
G
Because I know the coyote’s heart
CHORUS:
C F
You’re 200 miles away
C
On the other side of the state
F
And I’m going round and round in a wheat field
G
Trying to beat the rain
C F
The sun goes down, it won’t matter much
Dm
We’ll keep on cutting ‘till the straw gets tough
G
I’ll be free when we get through
C
I'll head back to town and back to you
Outside the chaff is blowing
Inside my muscles ache
Outside the sun is setting
In it I see your face
I’ll be damned if I leave
Before the harvest moon assumes a crescent shape
I’d hit the road with the hammer down
If only I could these fetters break
I see the storm clouds rolling
Oklahoma's gift, the rain
I see the weather, unlike you
Never minded the grain
The squall line across the field moves
Just like your life crossed mine
As I roll the tarp I think
I should have been done in time
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