White Sport Coat Album

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  • Intro: G D A D
    D
    I pulled into the regular pump
  • G D
    I was feelin' quite at ease
    E A
  • I rolled down my window and told the man, "Fifty cents worth please"
    G D
    Then out jumped my partner with his trusty pellet gun
  • D D A D
    He said, "Boy, this is a holdup, keep 'a pumpin' and don't run"
     
  • Chorus:
    G A D
    And now I wish I was somewhere other than here
  • G A E A
    Down in some honky tonk, sippin' on a beer
    G A D
  • Yes I wish I was somewhere other than here
    G D
    Cause that great fillin' station holdup
  • A D
    Cost me two good years
     
  • We got fifteen dollars and a can of STP
    A big ole jar of cashew nuts and a Japanese TV
    Feelin' we had pulled the biggest heist of our career
  • We're wanted men, we'll strike again
    But first let's have a beer
     
  • (Repeat chorus)
     
    We were sittin' in the Krystal
  • About as drunk as we could be
    In walked the deputy sheriff
    And he's holdin' our TV
  • He roughed us and he cuffed us
    And he took us off to jail
    No picture on a poster
  • No reward and no bail
     
    (Repeat chorus and fade)
  •  
    Chorus:
    F
  • She's a railroad lady
    C
    Just a little bit shady
  • G7 C
    Spendin' her days on the train
    F
  • She's a semi-good looker
    C
    But the fast rails they took her
  • G7 F G C
    Now she's tryin', just tryin' to get home again
     
  • C C7 F C
    South Station in Boston to the freightyards of Austin
    G7
  • From the Florida sunshine to the New Orleans rain
    C C7
    Now that the railpacks
  • F C
    Has taken the best tracks
    G7 C
  • She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again
     
    Chorus:
  • She's a railroad lady
    Just a little bit shady
    Spendin' her life on a train
  • Once a pullman car traveller
    Now the brakeman won't have her
    She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again
  •  
    Once a high ballin' loner he thought he could own her
    Bought her a fur and a big diamond ring
  • She hocked 'em for cold cash
    Left town on the Wabash
    Never thinkin', never thinkin' of home way back then
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    But the rails are now rusty
    The dinin' car's dusty
  • Gold plated watches have taken their toll
    Yeah the railroads are dyin'
    And the lady she's cryin'
  • On a bus to Kentucky and home that's her goal
     
    Chorus:
  • She's a railroad lady
    Just a little bit shady
    Spendin' her life on a train
  • She's a semi-good looker
    But the fast rails they took her
    Now she's tryin', just tryin' to get home again
  •  
    C G7 F G C
    Yes on a bus to Kentucky and home once again
  •  
     
    A
  • He went to Paris lookin' for answers
    D A
    To questions that bothered him so
  •  
    He was impressive, young and aggressive
    D E7
  • Savin' the world on his own
     
    D
  • But the warm summer breezes
    A
    The French wines and cheeses
  • D E7
    Put his ambition at bay
    A
  • The summers and winters
     
    Scattered like splinters
  • D E7 A
    And four or five years slipped away
     
  • Then he went to England, played the piano
    And married an actress named Kim
    They had a fine life, she was a good wife
  • And bore him a young son named Jim
     
    And all of the answers and all of the questions
  • Locked in his attic one day
    'Cause he liked the quiet clean country livin'
    And twenty more years slipped away
  •  
    Well the war took his baby, the bombs killed his lady
    And left him with only one eye
  • His body was battered, his whole world was shattered
    And all he could do was just cry
     
  • While the tears were a' fallin' he was recallin'
    Answers he never found
    So he hopped on a freighter, skidded the ocean
  • And left England without a sound
     
    Now he lives in the islands, fishes the pilin's
  • And drinks his Green Label each day
    Writing his memoirs, losin' his hearin'
    But he don't care what most people say
  •  
    Through eighty-six years of perpetual motion
    If he likes you he'll smile and he'll say
  • "Jimmy, some of it's magic, some of it's tragic
    But I had a good life all the way"
     
  • A
    And he went to Paris lookin' for answers
    D E7 A
  • To questions that bothered him so
     
     
  • Intro: B C B C F# G B C
     
    B C B C
  • Grapefruit a bathin' suit
    F# G
    Chew a little juicy fruit
  • C
    Wash away the night
     
  • B C B C
    Drive-in you guzzle gin
    F# G
  • Commit a little mortal sin
    C
    It's good for the soul
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    Chorus:
    Dm7 G7 Cmaj7 C6
  • And oh it gets so damn lonely
    Dm7 G7 Cmaj7
    When you're on a plane alone
  • Dm7 G7 Cmaj7 C6
    And if I had the money honey I'd strap you in beside me
    D7 G7
  • And never ever leave you leave you at home all alone and cryin'
     
     
  • Ten speed no need
    My pickup gets me where I please
    Chuggin' down the street
  •  
    But I'll be leavin'
    In a little while
  • So close your eyes and I'll
    I'll be back real soon
     
  • Spoken: "Ah, take it Refers... Lady's choice, everybody dance..."
     
    Repeat chorus
  •  
    Chord diagrams: F# - |xx4322| D7 -|xxo212| Dm7 - |xxo211|
    G7 - |32ooo1| Cmaj7-|x32ooo| C6 - |xx2213|
  •  
     
    Intro: D G(alt) D(alt) A(alt) G(alt) D(alt2)
  •  
    D G D
    Well now Billy Voltaire was a piano player up from Miami way
  •  
    He used to play in the bars, he could sound like the stars
    E7 A7
  • The ladies would pay and pay
    G D C G
    But one night he did wind up playin' in Havana town
  • D A D
    Nobody knew, least Billy Voltaire that these were his final sounds
     
  • He met up with Merrita, a dancer in from the coast
    Half woman, half child she drove him half wild
    He loved that lady the most
  • But one night he did find her in the arms of shrimper Dan
    So he pulled a knife, took poor Danny's life
    Then he turned his own cold hand
  •  
    Chorus:
    D G
  • It's just a Cuban crime of passion
    D
    Messy and old-fashioned
  • A D
    Yeah, that's what the papers did say
    G
  • It's just a Cuban crime of passion
    D
    Anjejo and knives a-slashin'
  • A A-B-C
    But that's what the people like to read about
    A-B-C D
  • Up in America, up in America
     
    (Repeat Intro chords)
  •  
    Well now, they never found Merrita
    Some people say she got ill
  • Billy Voltaire had no one to claim him
    He was buried on Pauper's Hill
    And no one talks about him no more, it happened just a week ago
  • But people get by and people get high,
    In the tropics they come and they go
     
  • (Repeat chorus)
     
    (Repeat Intro chords and fade)
  •  
    Chord diagrams:
     
  • |xx0787| - G(alt)
    |xx0-11-10-10| - D(alt)
    |xx09-10-9| - A(alt)
  • |xx0775| - D(alt2)
     
    D D7 G D
  • I really do, appreciate the fact you're sittin' here
     
    Your voice sounds so wonderful
  • E7 A7
    But your face don't look too clear
    G D
  • So barmaid bring a pitcher, another round a' brew
    G A D D7
    Honey why don't we get drunk and screw?
  •  
    Chorus:
    G A D
  • Why don't we get drunk and screw?
    E7 A7
    I just bought a waterbed filled up for me and you
  • G
    They say you are a snuff queen
    D
  • Honey I don't think that's true
    G A D
    So, why don't we get drunk and screw
  •  
    Spoken: "Pick it Coral Reefers, here we go..."
     
  • Solo (violin)
     
    Chorus:
  • Why don't we get drunk and screw?
    I just bought a waterbed filled up for me and you
    They say you are a snuff queen
  • Honey I don't think that's true
    So, why don't we get drunk and screw?
    Yeah, now baby I say, "Lord!,"
  • Why don't we get drunk and screw
     
    C G
  • Looking back at my hard luck days
    F C
    I really do have to laugh
  • C G
    Working in a dive for twenty six dollars
    F G
  • Spending it all on grass
     
    F C
  • We were hungry hard luck heros
    F G
    Trying just to stay alive
  • F C
    We'd go down to the corner drug
    D G
  • This is how we'd survive
     
    Chorus:
  • C
    Who's going to steal the peanut butter?
    F C
  • I'll get a can of sardines
    C
    Running up and down the aisle of the mini mart
  • F G
    Sticking food in our jeans
    F C
  • We never took more than we could eat
    F G
    There was plenty left on the rack
  • F C
    We all swore if we ever got rich
    G C
  • We would pay the mini mart back
    F C F C
    Yes sir! Yes sir!
  • G C
    We would pay the mini mart back
     
  •  
    It was a two man operation
    Had it all down on a note
  • Ricky would watch that big round mirror
    And I'd fill up my coat
     
  • Then we'd head for the checkout aisle
    With a lemon and a bottle of beer
    Into to the car, got to make it on home
  • Supper time's gettin' near
     
    (Repeat chorus)
  •  
    I guess every good picker has had some hard times
    I sure had my share
  • It's really kind of funny to laugh at it now
    But I don't want to go back there
     
  • So every now and then when I'm in the grocery
    I take a little but not much
    You never know when those hard times will hit you
  • And I don't want to lose my touch
     
    (Repeat chorus)
  •  
     
    Intro: (see tab) C A F G C A F G
  •  
    (Intro Tab:) ("Run" tab:)
    e----------------- e -------------------------
  • b----------------- b ----------2--3--2--------
    g----------------- g ----------2-----2--------
    d----------------- d ----------2-----2--------
  • a-----0--3--0----- a -3-2-1-------------------
    E---3------------- E -------------------------
     
  • C A F G
    Walkin' down new streets the music is loud
    C A F G
  • Neon signs bring in tumultuous crowds
    F G "Run" A
    But I'm just an old man, I'd probably get sore
  • F G C C A F G
    Cause they don't dance like Carmen no more
     
  •  
    She and old Cougie, my what a pair
    Just doin' the Rhumba as no one else dared
  • Slidin' and glidin' past Hollywood floors
    But they don't dance like Carmen no more
     
  • She had a big hat, my it was high
    Had bananas and mangos all piled to the sky
    And how she could balance it, I wouldn't dare
  • Cause they don't dance like Carmen nowhere
     
    But the lady's not with us, she died long ago
  • And they don't run her movies on late midnight shows
    Cause the kids would get restless, and the grown-ups would snore
    Cause they don't dance like Carmen no more
  •  
    (Repeat second verse w/ "hardwood waxed floors")
    No more, no more
  • And I'm just an old man, I'd probably get sore
    But they don't dance like Carmen no more
    10 cents a dance, might take a chance (fade)
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    A D
  • Days drift by, they don't have names
    A D
    None of the streets here look the same
  • G Em A D
    There's so many quiet places
    E7 A7
  • Smilin' eyes match the smilin' faces
     
    Chorus:
  • G Em A D G Em A Bm
    And I have found me a home, I have found me a home
    G D E7 A7
  • You can have the rest of everything I own
    G Em A D
    'Cause I have found me a home
  •  
    My old red bike gets me around
    To the bars and the beaches of my town
  • There aren't many reasons I would leave
    'Cause I have found me some peace
    Bm
  • And the ladies aren't demanding here,
    D
    They'll never ask too much
  • Bm E7
    When you're comin' off a cold love, that's sure
    A7
  • A nice warm touch
     
    (Repeat Chorus)
  •  
    And the days drift by, they don't have names
    And none of the streets here look the same
  • There aren't many reasons I would leave
    'Cause I have found me some peace
     
  • (Repeat chorus)
     
     
  • C G
    When I pay my bills
    F C
  • Gonna leave these Tennessee hills
    Am
    Take my lady to the sea
  • C G
    That's where we both come from
    F C
  • That's where we both belong
    Am G
    Think I'll go back to the Keys
  •  
    Chorus:
    F C
  • 'Cause I don't want the fame that brings confusion
    F G Am
    Where people recognize you on a plane
  • F C
    All I want's the quiet and the comforts
    D G C
  • That livin' with my lovely lady brings
     
     
  • Somehow we survived the double talk and jive
    Things are looking better all the time
    I owe her all I can 'cause she made me understand
  • The simple way that we should live our lives
     
    Chorus:
  • And I don't want the fame that brings confusion
    Where people recognize you on a plane
    All I want's the quiet and the comforts
  • That livin' with my lovely lady brings
     
    Let me tell you now she can eat her own weight up in crab meat
  • And there's plenty of that down there by the sea
    Well we're sailin' in those warm December breezes
    Sendin' picture postcards back to Tennessee
  •  
    Chorus:
    Yes and I don't want the fame that brings confusion
  • Where people recognize you on a plane
    All I want's the quiet and the comforts
    That livin' with my lovely lady brings
  • Yeah that livin' with my lovely lady brings
     
    Note:
  • ** This song is played capoed on the 5th fret. The key is generally
    ** "D" in the verse, but with a bassnote run.
    ** It's fingerpicked, so play with it a little to get the right sound.
  •  
    Intro: D D/C# D/B D/A G A D Dsus4 D
     
  • D D/C# D/B D/A G A
    I once knew a poet who lived before his time
    D D/C# D/B D/A G A
  • He and his dog Spooner listened while he'd rhyme
    Bm F#m Bm C C/B Am7 A Asus4 A
    Words to make you happy, words to make you cry
  • D D/C# D/B D/A G A D Dsus4 D
    Then one day the poet suddenly did die
     
  • D D/C# D/B D/A G A Asus4
    But he left behind a closet filled with verse and rhyme
    D D/C# D/B D/A G A Asus4
  • Through some strange transaction, one was printed in the Times
    Bm F#m Bm C C/B Am7 A Asus4 A
    And everybody's searchin' for the king of underground
  •  
    BRIDGE:
    D D/C# D/B D/A G A D Dsus4
  • Well they found him down in Florida with a tombstone for a crown
    G D/F# A G D/F# A
    Every-body knows the line from his book that cost $4.99
  • G D/F# A G D Dsus4 D
    I wonder if he knows he's doin' quite this fine
     
  • 'Cause his books are all bestsellers
    And his poems were turned to song
    Had his brother on the talk shows
  • Though they never got along
    And now he's called immortal, yes he's even taught in school
    They say he used his talents, a most proficient tool
  •  
    But he left all of his royalties to Spooner his old hound
    Growin' old on steak and bacon in a doghouse ten feet 'round
  • And everybody wonders did he really lose his mind?
    No he was just a poet who lived before his time
    He was just a poet who lived before his time
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