Intro
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G C
When you're lost in the rain in Juarez
D/C C G C/G G
And it's Eastertime too
And your gravity fails
C D/C C G C/G G
And negativity don't pull you through
C
Don't put on any airs
G
When you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue
D7
They got some hungry women there
G C/G G
And they really make a mess outa you.
G
Now if you see Saint Annie
C D/C C G C/G G
Please tell her thanks a lot
I cannot move
C D/C C G C/G G
My fingers are all in a knot
C
I don't have the strength
G
To get up and take another shot
D7
And my best friend, my doctor
G C/G G
Won't even say what it is I've got.
G
Sweet Melinda
C G C/G G
The peasants call her the goddess of gloom
She speaks good English
C D/C C G C/G G
And she invites you up into her room
C
And you're so kind
G C/G G
And careful not to go to her too soon
D7
And she takes your voice
G C/G G
And leaves you howling at the moon.
G
Up on Housing Project Hill
C G
It's either fortune or fame
You must pick up one or the other
C D/C C G C/G G
Though neither of them are to be what they claim
C
If you're lookin' to get silly
G C/G G
You better go back to from where you came
D7
Because the cops don't need you
G C/G G
And man they expect the same.
G
Now all the authorities
C D/C C G C/G G
They just stand around and boast
C
How they blackmailed the sergeant-at-arms
D/C C G C/G G
Into leaving his post
C
And picking up Angel who
G C/G G
Just arrived here from the coast
D7
Who looked so fine at first
G C/G G
But left looking just like a ghost.
Solo ||: G | C D/C C | G C/G | G :||
| C | C | G C/G | C |
| D7 | D7 | G C/G | G ||
G
I started out on burgundy
C D/C C G C/G G
But soon hit the harder stuff
C
Everybody said they'd stand behind me
D/C C G C/G G
When the game got rough
C
But the joke was on me
G C/G G
There was nobody even there to bluff
D7
I'm going back to New York City
G C/G G
I do believe I've had enough.
Coda | Dsus2 D | D/C C | G C/G | G :||
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