Tom Waits - Gun Street Girl chords

      
...GUN STREET GIRL... by Tom Waits
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*from 'Rain Dogs' (1985)*


Intro:

Dm

Verse 1:

Dm Falling James, in the Tahoe mud,
A7Stick around to tell us all the tale.
DmWell, he fell in love with a Gun Street girl,
And now he's dancing in the Birmingham jail; Dancing in the Birmingham jail. Verse 2:
DmHe took a hundred dollars off a, Slaughterhouse Joe,
A7Brought a brand new Michigan twenty-gauge.
DmHe got all liquored up on that road house corn,
Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette, A hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette. Interlude: Dm A7 Dm Verse 3:
DmHe bought a second-hand Nova from a Cuban Chinese,
A7And dyed his hair in the bathroom of a Texaco.
DmWith a pawnshop radio, quarter past four,
He left for Waukegan at the slamming of the door, Left for Waukegan at the slamming of the door. Chorus 1:
DmI said John, John; he's long gone,
Gone to Indiana; ain't never coming home. I said John, John; he's long gone, Gone to Indiana; ain't never coming home. Verse 4:
DmHe's sitting in a sycamore, in St. John's wood,
A7Soaking day-old bread in kero-sene.
DmWell, he was blue as a robin's egg and brown as a hog,
He's staying out of circulation, 'till the dogs get tired, Out of circulation, 'ti'l the dogs get tired. Verse 5:
Dm Shadow fixed the toilet with an old trombone,
A7He never get up in the morning on a Saturday.
Dm Sitting by the Erie with a bull-whipped dog,
Telling everyone he saw; "they went that-a-way, boys", Telling everyone he saw; "they went that-a-way, boys". Verse 6:
DmNow the rain's like gravel on an old tin roof,
A7Burlington Northern pulling out of the world.
DmNow a head full of bourbon and a dream in the straw,
And a Gun Street girl was the cause of it all, A Gun Street girl was the cause of it all. Verse 7:
DmWell he's riding in the shadow by the St. Joe ridge,
A7Hearing the click-clack tapping of a blind man's cane.
DmHe was pulling into Baker on a New Year's Eve,
One eye on a pistol and the other on the door, One eye on a pistol and the other on the door. Verse 8:
DmMiss Charlotte took her satchel down to King Fish Row,
A7Smuggled in a brand new pair of alligator shoes,
DmWith her fireman's raincoat and her long yellow hair,
Well, they tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire, They tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire. Chorus 2:
DmI said John, John; he's long gone,
Gone to Indiana; ain't never coming home. I said John, John; he's long gone, Gone to Indiana; ain't never coming home. Verse 9:
Dm Banging on the table with an old tin cup,
Sing; I'll never kiss a Gun Street girl again. Never kiss a Gun Street girl again, I'll never kiss a Gun Street girl again. Chorus 3:
DmI said John, John; he's long gone,
Gone to Indiana; ain't never coming home. I said John, John; he's long gone, Gone to Indiana; ain't never coming home. Outro: Dm CHORD DIAGRAMS: --------------- Dm A7 EADGBE EADGBE xx0231 x02223 Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2006 (clumsyband@hotmail.com)
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