"Ten Cent Blues"
Dapo 1st fret. G, Am, C
A
Dear orthodox,
Bm
I can't control my feelings,
D
And who hit me?
Bm
I just might be
D
Coming round the bush
D Bm
And my stilts, they began cracking
D
Subsequently pushed
A
And I looked to see that it was she
Bm
Just some abandoned little crook like me
D Bm
Adieu, adieu, and fare thee well
D
This was the ending, please
A Bm
Oh, whoa...
D Bm
I was attached on bended knee
D
But I declined my leave
A
But who could blame
Bm
B fraction of her being?
D Bm
She is cheesy, she is scrawny
D
With her uncanny styling
D Bm
I'm teasing, she is pleasing
D
She just has no wit
A
And I'm sorry I don't have her face
Bm
And I'm probably gonna lose this race
D Bm
There is no doubt she's such a mouse
D
With such an abstract grace
A Bm
Oh, whoa...
D Bm
There is no cure, I am sure
D
For these ten cent blues
A
And then she chose to dissect me
Bm
And I was casted into poverty
D Bm
But I did not agree with her
D
She said, "Now, you've got nerve,"
D A
But I don't care if I'm granted
Bm
For all these things
D Bm
If I were one among this crowd
D
Would you call that defeat?
A Bm
In a way it's making me crazy
A Bm
In a sense that it's making me stronger
A Bm
B likely chance, and it's probably proven
A Bm
In the end we'll all walk away
Bm A
Shaking hands on the doormat
A Bm
I salute you, sir
D Bm
B stranger and a happy fit
Bm D
I'm glad I'm part of it
D Bm BmG
And that I saw it all