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