Just like Tom Thumbs Blues

Bob Dylan
Chords used in this song: C, D, G
C
D
G
[Intro]
D  C  G  2x


[Verse]
            G                     C
When you're lost in the rain in Juarez,
                     G
and it's Easter time too

And your gravity fails,
    C                         G
and negativity don't pull you through
      C
Don't put on any airs,
                                  G
when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue
         D
They got some hungry women there,
         C                       G
and they really make a mess outa you.


[Verse]

Now if you see Saint Annie,
C                        G
please tell her thanks a lot

I cannot move,
   C                    G
my fingers are all in a knot
  C
I don't have the strength,
                           G
to get up and take another shot
       D
And my best friend, my doctor,
      C                        G
won't even say what it is I've got.


[Verse]

Sweet Melinda,
    C                                G
the peasants call her the goddess of gloom

She speaks good English,
          C                     G
and she invites you up into her room
    C
And you're so kind,
                                 G
and careful not to go to her too soon
        D
And she takes your voice,
    C                         G
and leaves you howling at the moon.


[Verse]

Up on Housing Project Hill,
     C                 G
it's either fortune or fame

You must pick up one or the other,
       C                                   G
though neither of them are to be what they claim
   C
If you're lookin' to get silly,
                                     G
you better go back to from where you came
            D
Because the cops don't need you,
    C                   G
and man they expect the same.


[Verse]

Now all the authorities,
C                          G
they just stand around and boast
                                     C
How they blackmailed the sergeant-at-arms,
                 G
into leaving his post
    C
And picking up Angel who,
                           G
just arrived here from the coast
    D
Who looked so fine at first,
    C                        G
but left looking just like a ghost.


[Interlude]
G  C  3x
G  D  C  G


[Verse]

I started out on burgundy,
    C                   G
but soon hit the harder stuff
                              C
Everybody said they'd stand behind me,
                  G
when the game got rough
         C
But the joke was on me,
                               G
there was nobody even there to bluff
          D
I'm going back to New York City,
  C                    G
I do believe I've had enough.


[Outro]
D  C  G  4x