Just like Tom Thumbs Blues

[Intro]
B A E 2x


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

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


[Verse]

Now if you see Saint Annie,
A                        E
please tell her thanks a lot

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


[Verse]

Sweet Melinda,
    A                 
  the peasants call her
                E
the goddess of gloom

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


[Verse]

Up on Housing Project Hill,
     A                 E
it's either fortune or fame

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


[Verse]

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


[Interlude]
E A 3x
E  B  A  E


[Verse]

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


[Outro]
B A E 4x