Cold Dog Soup Chords by James Mcmurtry

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William Butler Yates in jeans [A] _
got up to play guitar and sing in [G] some joint in Mission [D] Beach last night.
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And at the door sat Tom Waits [A] in a pork pie hat and silver skates and [G] he's juggling [D] three collection plates.
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Jesus _ Christ.
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[B] _ [Bm] Townes Van Zandt standing at the bar [A] _ skinning a Hollywood movie star [D] and he can't remember
where he [G] parked his car [F#m] or to whom [C#m] he lost the keys. _
[Bm] But he's full of angst and hillbilly haiku.
[A] _ What's a poor Fort Worth boy to do?
[G] _ Go on rhyme [D] something for a man.
[F#] Tell him how you really feel. _
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[C#m] Well [G] there ain't no [D] money in poetry.
_ [A] That's what [Bm] keeps a poet free.
_ [G] I've had [D] all the freedom I [A] can stand. _ _ _
You [G] got your cold dog soup [D] and rainbow pie.
[A] It's all it [Bm] takes to get me by.
[G] Fool my belly [D] till the day I die.
[A] Cold dog soup [Bm] and rainbow pie.
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_ _ [B] _ _ [Bm] Ginsberg and Kerouac _ [A] _ shooting dice and playing Ramblin' Jack's [G] guitar with the [D] cowboy painting
Pit Guard [F#] on it.
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_ [Bm] They sat in the back and they drank for free.
[A] _ They rhymed orange with Rosalie.
_ [G] Now there's a pride of lines to draw [F#] to.
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_ [G] There ain't no money [D] in poetry.
[A] _ That's what [Bm] sets a poet free.
[G] I've had [D] all the freedom [A] I can stand. _ _ _
_ [G] This cold dog soup [D] and rainbow pie.
[A] It's all it takes [Bm] to get me by.
[G] Fool my belly [D] till the day I die.
[A] Cold dog soup [Bm] and rainbow pie. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [G] There ain't no [D] money in poetry.
_ [A] That's what [B] sets a poet [Bm] free.
[G] I've had [D] all the freedom _ [A] I can _ stand.
_ _ _ [G] This cold dog [D] soup and rainbow [A] pie.
It's all it takes [Bm] to get me by.
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Fool my [D] belly till the day I die.
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Cold dog soup and [Bm] rainbow pie. _
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