Just like Tom Thumbs Blues

[Intro]
D C G 2x


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

And your gravity fails,
    C                
  and negativity don't
          G
pull you through
      C
Don't put on any airs,
                 
  when you're down
                  G
on Rue Morgue Avenue
         D
They got some hungry women there,
         C           
  and they really make
             G
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             
  won't even say what
            G
it is I've got.


[Verse]

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

She speaks good English,
          C     
  and she invites
                 G
you up into her room
    C
And you're so kind,
                   
  and careful not to
               G
go to her too soon
        D
And she takes your voice,
    C                  
  and leaves you howling
        G
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               
  though neither of them
                     G
are to be what they claim
   C
If you're lookin' to get silly,
                   
  you better go back
                   G
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
                     
  How they blackmailed
                 C
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            
  but left looking
             G
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
                      
  Everybody said they'd
         C
stand behind me,
                  G
when the game got rough
         C
But the joke was on me,
                 
  there was nobody
               G
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