F#Six-lane highway running up to my back doorB7      F#  
F#But it won't take me where I want to beB7  
B7I took thF#e I-95 down to Pensacola
All I found was a bunch of holyrB7ollers
The don't know nothing 'bout sB7aving F#me    D5  

I sEwear theDy're out there, I sAwear
I sEwear theDy're out there, I sAwear
I sEwear theDy're out there, I sF#mwear
Maybe anAgels
MaGybe angAels   G    F#  

Down here I feel like a citizen of nowhere
My bag's all packed in case they ever come for me
Got a hundred stories and tabloid lies
Got witnesses to what the goverment denies
So I'm headed down to Roswell to wait and see

I swear they're out there,
I swear, I swear they're out there,
I swear, I swear they're out there,
I swear, maybe angels, maybe angels

BmOh what a mystery  G 
DOh, I believe, I belD#ieve, I couldE leave   F     F#  

My sister, she says she knows Elvis
She knows Jesus, John Lennon, and Cobain personally
Well, but I'm too wise to believe my eyes
Cause all I've seen just terrifies me
But I believe they're coming back for me

I swear they're out there,
I swear, I swear they're out there,
I swear, I swear they're out there,
I swear, maybe angels, maybe angels