Capo 5th, Standard Tuning
I think C can be played as Cmaj9 in the verses.
Cmaj9
       

A
Hair blowing in the hot wind,

Time hanging from a clothespin

There's no sorrow that the sun's not gonna
    E
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                            A
I smell the leather of your new car

Drive through the desert after nightfall
                                G         C           A  
Sleep on the shoulder, keep the stars all to ourselves


A  
The kind of love that makes my back hurt 

Wearing nothing but a t-shirt 
                                            E
She's turning over on a mattress made of air 
                        A
I close my eyes I see a staircase 

Leading upwards into blank space 
                        G         C     A
All of creation makes a sound too soft to hear 

E             G
So I remain between her legs 
    A                      E
Sheltered from all my fears 
      G               A
While bikers glide by highway shrines 
      C        Cmaj9    A
Where pilgrims disappear 

A
I know that trouble's been your good friend 

Kept you company on the weekends 
                                             E
Kept you company even once your mind was made 
                        A
Said it's over and it's finished 

Now a headache is all you're left with 
                         G         C          A
We're no different I got debts I'd like to pay 
 

A
We should move to Sausalito 

Living's easy on a house boat 
                                              E
Let the ocean rock us back and forth to sleep 
                        A
In the morning with the sunrise 

Look in the water see the blue sky 
                      G          C          A
As if heaven has been laid there at our feet 


E             G
So we remain between these waves
    A                      E
Sheltered for all our years
      G               A
While bikers glide by highway shrines
      C        Cmaj9    A
Where pilgrims disappear
      C          Cmaj9
Where time takes icebergs
      C           Cmaj9
Where fields burn westward
      C        Cmaj9     A
Where pilgrims disappear