Sickness Blues Chords by Allen Ginsberg
Tempo:
87.525 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
Em
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] Lord, Lord, I got the sickness blues Must have done something wrong
Lord, [C] Lord, I got the sickness blues I must have [G] done something wrong
[D] There ain't no Lord to call on Now my youth [G] is gone
Sickness blues Don't wanna fuck no [Em] [G] more
Yeah, [Am] [C] sickness blues Can't get it [G] up no more
[D] Tears come in my eyes Feel like an old [G] tired whore
I went to see the doctor He shot me with poison germs
[C]
[G] I got out of the hospital My head was full of worms
All I can think is death Father's getting old
[C]
[G]
He can't walk [D] half a block [Bm] [D] His feet [G] feel cold
I went down to Santa Fe Take vacation there
[C]
Indians selling turquoise In Toby Huts in Taupo [G] Pueblo Square
Got [D] a headache in La Fonda I could get sick [G] anywhere
Must be my bad karma Fuckin' those pretty boys
Hungry [C] ghosts chasing me Because I've [G] been chasing joys
Lying [D] here in bed alone Playing with [G] my toys
I must have been doing something wrong Meeting cigarettes
[C] Bow down before my Lord One hundred thousand [G]
regrets
[D] All my poems down in hell That's what [G] pride begets
Sick and angry Lying in my hospital bed
[C] Doctor, doctor, bring morphine Before I'm [G] totally dead
Sick [D] and angry at the national universe Oh, my [G] aching head
Someday I'm gonna get out of here Go somewhere alone
Yeah, [C] I'm gonna leave this town With noise of [G] rattling bones
I got [D] the sickness blues You'll miss me when [G] I'm gone
Lord, [C] Lord, I got the sickness blues I must have [G] done something wrong
[D] There ain't no Lord to call on Now my youth [G] is gone
Sickness blues Don't wanna fuck no [Em] [G] more
Yeah, [Am] [C] sickness blues Can't get it [G] up no more
[D] Tears come in my eyes Feel like an old [G] tired whore
I went to see the doctor He shot me with poison germs
[C]
[G] I got out of the hospital My head was full of worms
All I can think is death Father's getting old
[C]
[G]
He can't walk [D] half a block [Bm] [D] His feet [G] feel cold
I went down to Santa Fe Take vacation there
[C]
Indians selling turquoise In Toby Huts in Taupo [G] Pueblo Square
Got [D] a headache in La Fonda I could get sick [G] anywhere
Must be my bad karma Fuckin' those pretty boys
Hungry [C] ghosts chasing me Because I've [G] been chasing joys
Lying [D] here in bed alone Playing with [G] my toys
I must have been doing something wrong Meeting cigarettes
[C] Bow down before my Lord One hundred thousand [G]
regrets
[D] All my poems down in hell That's what [G] pride begets
Sick and angry Lying in my hospital bed
[C] Doctor, doctor, bring morphine Before I'm [G] totally dead
Sick [D] and angry at the national universe Oh, my [G] aching head
Someday I'm gonna get out of here Go somewhere alone
Yeah, [C] I'm gonna leave this town With noise of [G] rattling bones
I got [D] the sickness blues You'll miss me when [G] I'm gone
Key:
G
C
D
Em
Am
G
C
D
[G] _ _ _ _ _ Lord, Lord, I got the sickness blues _ _ Must have done something wrong
_ _ Lord, [C] Lord, I got the sickness blues _ I must have [G] done something wrong
_ [D] There ain't no Lord to call on _ Now my youth [G] is gone
_ _ _ _ Sickness blues _ _ Don't wanna fuck no _ _ [Em] [G] more
_ Yeah, [Am] [C] sickness blues _ Can't get it [G] up no _ _ more
_ _ [D] Tears come in my _ eyes Feel like an old [G] tired whore
_ _ I _ went to see the doctor _ He shot me with poison germs
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ I _ got out of the hospital _ My head was full of worms _ _ _ _
All I can think is death _ Father's getting _ old
_ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ He can't walk [D] half a block _ [Bm] [D] His feet [G] feel cold
_ _ _ I went down to Santa Fe Take vacation there
_ _ _ [C]
Indians selling turquoise In Toby Huts in Taupo [G] Pueblo Square
_ _ Got [D] a headache in La Fonda _ I could get sick [G] anywhere _
_ _ _ Must be my bad karma _ _ Fuckin' those pretty _ boys
_ Hungry [C] _ ghosts chasing me _ Because I've [G] been chasing _ joys _
_ Lying [D] here in bed alone _ Playing with [G] my toys
I _ _ must have been doing something wrong Meeting cigarettes
_ _ [C] Bow down before my _ Lord One hundred thousand [G] _
_ regrets
_ _ [D] All my poems down in hell _ _ That's what [G] pride begets _ _ _ _
Sick and angry _ Lying in my hospital bed
_ [C] Doctor, _ doctor, bring morphine Before I'm [G] totally dead
Sick _ [D] and angry at the national universe Oh, my [G] aching head
_ _ _ _ Someday I'm gonna get out of here _ Go somewhere _ alone
_ Yeah, _ [C] I'm gonna leave this town With noise of [G] rattling _ bones
_ _ I got [D] the sickness blues _ _ You'll miss me when [G] I'm gone _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Lord, [C] Lord, I got the sickness blues _ I must have [G] done something wrong
_ [D] There ain't no Lord to call on _ Now my youth [G] is gone
_ _ _ _ Sickness blues _ _ Don't wanna fuck no _ _ [Em] [G] more
_ Yeah, [Am] [C] sickness blues _ Can't get it [G] up no _ _ more
_ _ [D] Tears come in my _ eyes Feel like an old [G] tired whore
_ _ I _ went to see the doctor _ He shot me with poison germs
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ I _ got out of the hospital _ My head was full of worms _ _ _ _
All I can think is death _ Father's getting _ old
_ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ He can't walk [D] half a block _ [Bm] [D] His feet [G] feel cold
_ _ _ I went down to Santa Fe Take vacation there
_ _ _ [C]
Indians selling turquoise In Toby Huts in Taupo [G] Pueblo Square
_ _ Got [D] a headache in La Fonda _ I could get sick [G] anywhere _
_ _ _ Must be my bad karma _ _ Fuckin' those pretty _ boys
_ Hungry [C] _ ghosts chasing me _ Because I've [G] been chasing _ joys _
_ Lying [D] here in bed alone _ Playing with [G] my toys
I _ _ must have been doing something wrong Meeting cigarettes
_ _ [C] Bow down before my _ Lord One hundred thousand [G] _
_ regrets
_ _ [D] All my poems down in hell _ _ That's what [G] pride begets _ _ _ _
Sick and angry _ Lying in my hospital bed
_ [C] Doctor, _ doctor, bring morphine Before I'm [G] totally dead
Sick _ [D] and angry at the national universe Oh, my [G] aching head
_ _ _ _ Someday I'm gonna get out of here _ Go somewhere _ alone
_ Yeah, _ [C] I'm gonna leave this town With noise of [G] rattling _ bones
_ _ I got [D] the sickness blues _ _ You'll miss me when [G] I'm gone _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _