Chords for Tom Waits - "Gun Street Girl"

One, two, [Dm] three. _ _ _ _ _
_ Paulette and James in the Tahoma
Stick around to tell us all the [A] tales
_ [Dm] Really fell in [D] love with a gun street girl
And I was dancing in the Birmingham jail
Dancing in the Birmingham jail
I _ took a hundred [Dm] dollars off a slaughterhouse joke
Bought a brand new Michigan 20 [A] gauge
_ [Dm] He got my whole record [D] up on that roadhouse corner
Glued all of your notes over yellow Corvette
My whole note [Dm] over yellow Corvette _ _
He bought a second hand Nova from a Cuban Chinese
And died his head in the [A] bathroom of a Texaco
I waited upon a shop radio [Dm] called the best four
They left Walt Keegan at the slamming of the door
They left Walt Keegan at the slamming of the door
But it's John John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, he's never coming home
But it's [C] John [Dm] John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, he's never coming home
_ They're sitting in a sycamore at St.
[Dm] Johnswood
Soaked in day old red [A] and kerosene
_ But he was blue as a Robin, thick and [D] brown as a hog
_ [Dm] Sitting out of circulation till the dogs get tired
Out [C] of circulation till the dogs get [Dm] tired
_ Shatter fixed a tar with an old trombone
[D] He'd never get up in the [A] morning on a Saturday
_ _ [D]
Sitting by the Erie with a bull whipped dog
_ Telling everyone he [Dm] saw they went that-a-way
Boys, telling everyone he saw they went that-a-way _
Out of rain like gravel on an old tin roof
Burlington Northern [A] pulling out of the world
_ [D] Now her head full of bourbon and a dream in the straw _
[C] [D] And a Gun Street [Dm] girl was the cause of them
Gun Street girl was the cause of [D] them
There's a ridin' in the shadow by the sea door
And a click-clack-cappin' over [A] blind man's cane
He was [D] pullin' in the pickle on a [Dm] New Year's Eve
One eye on a pistol and the other on the door
One eye on a pistol and the [D] other on the door
[Dm] Miss Charlotte took the satchel down to Kingfisher Road
Snuggled in a brand new pair of [A] alligator shoes
[Dm] With a fine [G] mandarin coat and a [D] long yellow hair
[Dm] _ Well, they tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire
Tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire
I said, John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, he ain't never gone, no
I said, John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, he ain't never
Banging on the table with an old tin cup
_ _ Saying, I'll never kiss a Gun Street girl again
Never kiss a Gun Street girl again
I'll never kiss a Gun [D] Street girl again
[Dm] I said, John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, he ain't never coming home
I said, John, John, he's long gone
[D] Gone to Indiana, he ain't never coming home _ _ _ _ _ _
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