G [Verse 1]C G When you're lost in the rain, in Juarez, and it's Easter time tooC G When your gravity fails, and negativity don't pull you throughC G Don't put on any airs when you're down on Rue Morgue AvenueD C G They got some hungry women there and they really make a mess out of you [Verse 2]C G If you see Saint Annie, please tell her thanks a lotC G I cannot move my fingers, they are all in a knotC G I haven't got the strength to get up and take another shotD C G And my best friend, the doctor, won't even say what it is I've got[Verse 3]C G Sweet Melinda, the peasants call her the goddess of gloomC G She speaks good English, and she invites you up into her roomC G And you're so kind and careful not to go to her too soonD C G And she takes your voice, and leaves you howling at the moon [Verse 4]C G Up on housing project hill, it's either fortune or fame You can pick one or the otherC G Though neither of them ought to be what they claimC G And if you're looking to get silly, you better go back to from where you cameD C G 'Cause the cops don't need you, and man, they expect the same [Verse 5]C G Now all the authorities, they just stand around and boastC G How they blackmailed the sergeant at arms into leaving his postC G And picking up Angel, who just arrived here from the coastD C G Who looked so fine at first, but left looking just like a ghost [Verse 6]C G I started out on burgundy, but soon hit the harder stuffC G Everybody said they'd stand behind me when the game got roughC G But the joke was one me, there was nobody there to even bluffD C G I'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough
Just Like Tom Thumbs Blues
Judy Collins
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